* * *I stood out of sight behind the screen door. Witch hearing isn't as good as Elven but I heard every word. Those cops were wrong. I wasn't calm....I was a long way from being calm! Vampire! It had to be one of those animals who'd killed Grams. Blood loss. Throat ripped out to hide the fang marks. Vampire! I continued to stand long after the cops drove away. Hatred burned a scar in me.I knew what I had to do and I moved with purpose. I knew what was in Grams' will. This house was mine now. I. You need my help, and that makes you my bitch. End of story. Don't think I don't know how you and your little "Goody-goody" goon squad has been doing nothing but saying nasty things about me all year. And now you want me to play the Good Samaritan? Yeah. Right. I'm dying to know what kind of trouble you're in. But first I want you to lick my pussy. No, make that a sincere apology first, followed by licking my pussy."In Christine's sexually overheated state, a part of her didn't seem too upset. I’m so aroused, I must be pumping out precum. The idea of my precum mixing with her pussy fluid through the thin trackpants arouses me even further. We’re fluid bonding. A strange image. But I find it beautiful. I’m feeling closer to her. A brief apprehension flashes through my mind. Precum. Some sperms in it. Can she get pregnant? I remember how Katia mentioned that Nadine had a birth control implant. One of those which last for several years. My concern dissipates immediately and makes way. Carol ran ahead of me, turned to face me and took off her top. Her breasts were free.“I am so looking forward to getting some sun.” she declared. She rejoined me and we continued our walk. The late afternoon sun warming our bodies.“I’m going to need plenty of lotion rubbing into me, regularly.” Carol declared as we walked.“It would be my pleasure,” I replied. I let my hand slip and rest on her bum. I made no attempt to do it subtly. I was grabbing her arse and letting everyone see what I was.