I know he likes them off when we... well, fuck. I set them aside. He's such a neat person, amazing me that his jacket is in heap. His breath is roughe.... He wants me. He always does. Since that first kiss in the bookstore, he's wanted me. He said he was drawn to my energy. Two weeks of sex, exploring, touching and fucking makes you only want it more, I think. I push his legs closed and lean over and kiss him. Oh, those lips will be the end of me. I straddle his hips and settle mine on his. Bronwen leaned her face inside and inhaled deeply. Jessy swooned from the eroticism of seeing this beautiful woman burying her face inside her jeans. Keeping her face at Jessy’s sex, Bronwen peeled the tight jeans down from around her ass and thighs. Once at her ankles, Jessy lifted one leg at a time so she could step out of her jeans. Underneath she was wearing light cotton panties with small flowers on them. Bronwen had left them on and now ran a finger inside the leg band of one leg and then. She asked Brody if he wanted another, but he declined and asked for water instead. As the waitress walked away, he turned his attention back to his brother. "So, ah, is the counseling helping?" Are you kidding? The shrink's on her side, so of course everything is my fault. Amy says I'm not around enough and she's tried to work it out but it wasn't working. She says I'm not listening. Ha." He took another swig of his drink. "Like I ever do anything else; it's not like she ever stops. "I have no desire to fight with you, I came here for an alliance not a duel," Anthony said and began backing towards the door. "I will fight you one on one to the death for my position as head of this coven," the vampire said and all of the vampires around the room who had begun closing on Anthony as he moved toward the door stopped and stared at George in shock. "I'm not even a vampire, how could I be the head of a coven," Anthony asked suspiciously. "You don't technically have to be a vampire.