Think that nobody can resist them.” “Oh Tameka, thank you babe. I don’t know what I’d have done if you didn’t step in.” She beams broadly,...telling me she’s left her halo in her room tonight, and suggesting I owe her a drink at the end of her shift. The rest of the evening goes by well and without any further hassles. I start to think of Gabby and what she’s getting up to. In fairness the guy was quite fit, and from the bulge in his jeans, looked to have a pretty nice dick. I begin to imagine. A live human can replenish my weak blood by giving up about a pint each month. This doesn't harm them but as you can imagine they do not do so willingly. Thus I have to detain a living donor and keep them hidden from the view of others in order to avoid awkward questions. When I was a boy it wasn't uncommon to have indentured servants or even owned slaves to supply my needs. Later they do not willingly consent to abduction or restraint so I had to adjust my habits to avoid imprisonment. I turned to David and asked if he wanted to watch some T.V. He said yes so he started watching basketball while I started making dinner. I always loved Dave, he wasn’t the typical annoying little brother. Because of the age difference between us there wasn’t much fighting that went on when we were little, but there also wasn’t much talking either. I always thought of him kind of as a cute little baby. His chubby body and rosy cheeks just reinforced the image.As I was cutting some veggies I. "What do you mean?" Dana asked."Well," I began, "do you like what you see," I said while still stroking my cock for them.They both looked at each other then giggled again (That innocence was getting me as hard as their bodies).Again, they looked at me, each other, my cock, each other. Clearly they were intrigued, but shy and a bit nervous."You can touch it if you want." I offered. "But, don't feel you have to," I added.I moved over to the picnic table and sat down on the top. I leaned back and.