It had been several days since his last feeding, and his canines ached with pressure, the need to sink deep into a fresh artery and drain it dry. He ...ould hear the pulsing heartbeats of the humans above him. If he waited much longer, the hunger would consume him and he'd no longer have control. It was mid-summer, New Orleans, and very hot. Even once the sun set, the city was still stifling hot with the heat and humidity of the day. Marco enjoyed this season best. The warmth, heat and general. ”“Mass?” I said ignorantly.“It’s Sunday Brad,” said Marissa. “Tony’s going to church.”I made an “Oh” sound.“It’s an Italian thing Brad. Say, would you two like to join me? My mother would be thrilled to meet you and you’d make my uncle’s day to see Marissa again.” I knew that it would make his uncle’s day to see her; his uncle didn’t even care that I existed.“Isn’t Kaitlyn going?” I asked innocently.“Uh no, she’s not Catholic.” Tony gave me a ‘get real’ look. I suspected that his mother might. Gaand uper nikal ke aa gayi.Aur chuchiya niche latak.Rahi thi.An uncle ne apna.Lund pakadke mummy ke chut me lagaya aur mummy ke baaal pakadke ek jor ka.Dhaka maara aur lund chut me ghus gaya.Mummy ke muh se siskaari nikali. Iiiiiiiiiaaahhjjjjjj,,,,iiissssssuuimmmmmmAb uncle mummy ke baal pakadke aisi.Chudai.Kar rahe the jaise kisi ghodi ki swaari kar rahe ho.Uncle ke muh se bhi aawazein aa rahi thiiiii.Yeeeee leeeee.Randi.Meriiiiiii jaaannnnnnnn.Oohhjjjjjj. Leeelllaaaaaaaa.Le le le .Ye kahke. A third page, taped below the others, was labeled ‘WARNING, BOMB’. It went on to say they didn’t want anyone hurt, but they wanted Susan Paler punished and humiliated like the old days, in a public square. It warned that a timer would disable the bomb in 24 hours, at 1am the next day. Any tampering, glass cutting or breaking, or attempts to remove the slut from the door would set off the bomb. They warned that trying to cover her would also set off the vibration sensors. The interior doors are.