Hesitant at first, it wasn’t until I placed my hand on the back of his head that he really started to work, and the hard sucking and gentle nips had...me arching my back in pleasure. “Oh god, you have no idea how good that feels,” I moaned, pressing into his palm as his other rough hand came up to grope the neglected breast. I don’t know how long we sat like that, but I was so incredibly wet, I needed to get on with it. With stumbling hands I turned on the light, I needed to see his face, see his. My brain misfired once I saw what was waiting for me.Petra stood there in the shortest, tightest, and lowest cut black dress I had ever seen. She sauntered into the room, tracing my jaw with one claw as she passed. She sat on my bed and crossed her legs before more than a shadow could be seen.She patted the bed next to her while the lust in her eyes made me tremble in fear. I slowly walked over to sit next to her. Once I settled, she pulled me down and kissed me hard. Her small, rough tongue. “We’ll ask a thousand cops to nose around until we find that damned needle,” Mike said.“But...”“Look. We know they paid cash for their gasoline since queries on their credit cards turned up nothing. That means they had to deal with someone at the gas station. They’ll remember them,” Mike said.Jim said, “Okay, I’ve got it. There are one hundred and twenty three gas stations within the radius that van could have traveled. There are sixty that are along highways leading into town.”“Okay, print up. Besides that bow was not made for you." A voice said out of nowhere. Looking around Sarah said, "Whose there?" Stepping out from behind a larger tree to her right Demetrius came into the light. "Forgive me my lord husband but it was made for me. My father had it made before he died. I am simply out of practice." Sarah said. Demetrius himself was carrying a bow of strange design that she had never seen before. The bow seemed to be of a lighter wood and was far longer than her own. Offering it to.