“Excuse me I need to get somewhere,” He says trying to brush me off.“Like to the company car that is no longer yours so that you can go back to ...he company house you’ve been living at that is on company land and you no longer have claim to,” I ask and watch him freeze,” You have two options Mr. Weisner, one attempt to retrieve your meager possessions or get in the car.”I leave him with the choice and enter the back of the limo to wait. It isn’t even a minute later that the driver ushers him. " I guess I'll have to," I agreed, and for some reason I felt pretty good about that, too."Take the next left," she said. "You'll have to park on the street." Is it safe?" I wondered. "It's night time." We're in the Village," Shelly reminded me, but that didn't make me feel better.She did live in a nice neighborhood though, real artsy with expensive shops and galleries lining the street. I wasn't sure how a vampire could afford a Manhattan loft, but I suppose owning a French vineyard didn't. ." she said, whimpering with need, almost child-like, as she stood in front of me.I looked up at my Rose and grinned mischievously. Then I pushed the two fingers deep into her steaming hole.I curled my fingers around her pelvic bone to rub that special place on a woman known as the g-spot, while I split my fingers apart enough to trap her swollen clit between them. As I began short rapid stabbing strokes into her, I rubbed both her g-spot and her clit simultaneously. Rose had apparently never. We sort of regretted the Rock Band stuff thou, because our group has the worst singing of any group of people I’ve ever encountered. But despite our bad tune we have much fun all day. Jennifer and I went to get the pizza and another drum-set from goodwill since our pedal broke. But another person came with us so I did not get time with her alone. When we got back we made her play portal since for some reason she hadn’t and I lay next to her taunting her as she played. Night came and we set-up.