Months before, I had found an old deserted pier with a ramshackle warehouse that was secure enough for me to use as a base of operations as well as a ...efuge from the sun. The docks alone held such a transit and busy population that I could feed as needed without having to take undue risks or worry about seriously harming anyone.So why was I stuck here, now, tonight? Well, that was a long story. Following the encounter I had with a sadistic, insane Countess I had fled Paris. When the revolution. It’s bewitching. She pauses with arms raised high, fingers twined in the bunched mass of her sleek blonde curls. Then she smiles, a wide grin that makes my heartbeat skip. A streak of white arcs into the night and cheers go up, followed by more streaks of varying colors. I swallow thickly. “Quite the trend setter, isn’t she,” a smoky voice purrs in my ear as I look up at the statuesque woman who’s pale naked breasts burn their place into my memories. I nod stiffly, looking around. Once her. Now Harry, what's this I hear from Preacher you figured out where most of the guns are? Are you going to let me in on it or take all the glory for yourself? Also, I have a crow to pick with you my friend." You too? Seems like everyone had some kind of problem with me today. Get it out so we can resolve it before we get down to business about the guns."He just looked surprised, and looked at Carly in a puzzled way before he spoke again."Harry, I'm not mad at you for anything but a little. As we all got turned on, the party moved into their bedroom, with Carol again being both the center of attention, and a willing participant, once again greedily doing everything asked of her.When it was time for us to leave, they kept Carol's clothes, telling her to ride home naked. Even though we had just had a full night of sex, Carol was still so turned on, made even more so by riding nude through San Jose, that she fingered her cunt all the way home. It was obvious to both of us that she.