"Thanks, Tim."Tim started to go back to sleep, but got up and showered. "Nobody in their right mind would have been out last night if they didn't have...to," he reasoned. Then he concluded, that it wasn't the people in their right mind that caused him problems. He called the apartment, also getting no answer.Living on Minnesota Drive, he shaved and drove by the employee parking lot, looking for Darla's car. It was covered with the previous night's snowfall, but he could tell that someone had. It was the sissy. He opened up and smiled. “Come in,” he slurred. He pointed to the couch. He watched the lissome guy switch over to sit down. He could tell the pretty boi had a sweet, foxy, dainty bubble butt. “Want something to drink?”“What do you have?”“Beer. Liquor. Water.”“Gin?”“Yeah. Straight?”“Hell nah,” lisped the guest. “You got juice or ginger ale?”“Sprite.”“That’ll work. What’s your name?”“I’m Jay,” he said heading to the kitchen. “You?”“Call me Nicky.”Jason gave Nicky the drink.. Julie remembered when Anne had demonstrated on her how to draw a sample of blood from a patient. Anne had seemed strangely insistent, now Julie knew why.She checked the kitchen and lounge, nothing. Then she headed upstairs. The spare room was empty, the bed wasn't even made. As she pushed open the main bedroom door she realised her heart was racing.There in the bed was a figure, the moon was nearly full and the room was bathed in its soft light. Julie eyes were adjusting to the relative. ‘That was indeed amazing, and even so I think you can have another chance. Maybe next time we switch though, yes?’ He grinned charmingly. ‘For you,’ Chavez responded in a low, hungry tone, reaching over to press his mouth to those soft, cold, lush lips, ‘…anything.’ Nicolas kissed him slowly and deeply, his hands still gliding over his soft skin in gentle caresses. The desire for the rich hot blood in him was still strong, but more manageable now, a background buzz that added to his desire for.