You promised you would take us both. I opened my mouth to say something, and he pushed himself inside me, and I forgot that I could talk. him from behind, but he was a vampire, and you don't cuddle one if you aren't sure about your safety. What? One ankle over the other, cross your ankles.
Of course, for tonight's work, the handguns were secondary. I hate that last one, they always want me to take messages to their nearest and dearest, and it's always stupid messages. It sits by itself, partly by accident and partly because it is the only all-male show on this side of the river. I was here, ready to fulfill my part of the bargain.
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