“Well she tried to kill me!” said Daniel. Her Dark Prince had come to induct her into the unholy rites of his lust. Indian sex They didn’t even turn down the music. It didn’t faze her. Latos was finding that this was not the kind of party he was acclimated to. He probably didn’t know. “Good evening,” he said to a pretty blond thing, “I am Baron—”
“Oh my god, Jell-O shooters!” she said, and ran to the bar. ***
Lenore followed the sound of music and people. And, on the other side of town, Daniel got out of bed, went to the kitchen, and mixed himself a smoothie out of pig’s blood and cherry Kool-Aid. Lenore moved on. The smell was—
Terrible. “Pardon me?
