So I took the RT and TTC to get myself from DownTown Toronto to an area which I heard of as a dangerous place called Scarborough. He gave me his addre...s and to be safe, he would wait in his building lobby. I put on some make-up, gathered my essentials into my purse, and left my home to hopefully see this boy and have a fun time. It was Saturday, July 7th (I believe), 2012. It was a wonderful evening here in Toronto. But because I was now in Scarborough, I was scared as fuck. The news always. "Yes" she said timidly fearful of what would happen next.Her nightmare was over, at least the part she had lived to this point. Her sister had escaped from a small farm on the Mexican border where she had been left tied to a pole as a group of dogs had mounted her repeatedly.The rope that had been used to bind her arms to the pole had been made of hemp and after hours of being left in the pen with her the dogs had chewed through the rope. Terri had finished freeing herself and ran for freedom. “That’s good.”“Good?”“Yeah. Means you got some humanity left in you.” And considering the warning Black Blood had given him about Elaine, he’d been worried she didn’t. The fuck did she do to get rid of her curse, if her sire had had to commit diablerie to get it? Bathe in the blood of a thousand innocents? Or maybe repeat the ritual, drain a vampire dry, supposedly devouring their very soul, and offer their ashes as a sign of ... what?Doing the ritual a second time didn’t seem likely, but that. I just wanted to lick her pussy and lick it dry while I felt her soft and supple boobs! Trying to ignore these thoughts, I looked up at the burned out light bulb. “Ugh… Tub pe charna parega,” I groaned as I tried to stand on the side of the tub. (Ugh! I have to climb onto the tub edge).“Beta dekh ke dekh ke!” (Son be careful!), she said plainly. The shower was turned off and my mom was just standing behind the shower curtain, naked and with soap all over her body. I was now sporting a full and.