Get out of my room!"They looked fairly shocked that I was quite so firm this time. I had two reasons. First I was pissed off having to live my life be...ng dictated by other people. Second, I had taken a leaf out of the book of modern youth. I had used my cell phone to record the conversation. While familiarizing myself with the phone, I had switched on the video recording feature. I had surreptitiously aimed it at them. Once they left the room I made sure the recording was saved to the memory. But she forced herself to lie and smile and nod, and the nurse wrote her a permission slip excusing her from the rest of her classes that day ... which was exactly what Sarah wanted. And once that slip was in her hand, she left school as fast as she possibly could, sprinting towards her car by the time she could see it in the parking lot, wanting nothing more than to go home and hide from the rest of the world.Still, even once she reached her car, Sarah found herself sitting behind its steering. I didn’t quite know what was up, until I noticed that he was pushing the back of his pants down; something that only I could see. That made me come up really close behind him and push my hand into the back of his pants. I groped his nice smooth bubble ass and ran my finger down his crack while he reached back and felt up my cock in my pants. That got my 8-inches really hard. Come on in, I whispered to him, and we slipped into the booth.He pulled his pants all the way down and turned the other. . from disease or accidents or evil people ... well, how could that be a curse? Thinking back earlier, to the alley, as she was held down with her life in the hands of someone else, she realized that she too would have done anything to be safe. “I’m sorry...”, she mumbled quietly.Elena looked down sadly, “I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean to be so stern. It’s just ... I’ve been feared and hated for centuries. I can’t help who I am. In the past, I have feared people as much as they’ve feared me..