She sent messengers to summon the pirate vampire, Lafitte, to her underground lair.It is important to understand Lafitte was first and foremost, a pir...te. A pirate in every sense of the word. He wore pirate garb. He spoke in pirate lingo. He never thought to seduce a woman. He would take a woman as a prize. She was booty. Booty in the form of treasure. Treasure to be plundered. To be ravaged. To be spoiled forever from the touch of any other man. Lafitte's cold hands took them all. Close to his. They were dancing a nice, slow waltz and Carol felt good in his arms. His cock was rubbing against her leg and she was giggling and saying, "Promises, promises" when he felt a tap on his shoulder and a voice said:"May I cut in?"He turned and saw the man who had been with Shawna at the restaurant."The lady in the booth against the far wall would like a word with you" and he pointed to a booth where Shawna was sitting.He was all set to tell the man to go back and tell Shawna that he wasn't. "Those words brought a smile to her lips and more erotic thoughts intoher mind as she left the men's locker room and headed to the women'sinstead. She turned on the water, making sure it was nice and hot beforestepping under the powerful stream. She sat under the hot water, lettingthe sweat of her earlier escapades wash away. The water felt wonderfulon her body and it was not long before her hands were once againexploring her body. She sighed in pleasure as her right hand massagedlittle circles. " I don't think I've seen you this cautious or edgy in a long time,Cap.Shield at seventy-five, sixty, fifty, forty, thirty..."I kept looking between her face and our hands expecting to see herdisappear any second."Shield is off, Alex." She said softly. "Everything looks cool. Let'shead to the grotto."I motioned for her to lead.Although the entrance was overgrown and well hidden, the yellow brickroad was just as clean and well kept as if I never left."Every year a group of us spend a few weeks.