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  • “Just because I’m a succubus doesn’t mean I don’t have standards,” I smiled to the girl, extending a gloved hand, “I’m Justina, by the way.” “Night Eyes.” the girl said, grasping my hand firmly and watching me with an expectant gaze. “What?” I asked with a confused smile, twirling a lock of black hair with a lascivious finger. “You haven’t heard of me?” Night Eyes asked, “You must be new here.” “Should I have heard of you?” I asked with a raised eyebrow, subtly leaning forward to allow my cleavage some exposure, “Are you a big deal? ?” I teased playfully. “You really are new here,” the girl smiled, lighting a cigarette between her lips, “or you’re just really fucking stupid.” Ah, nice fucking job, Justina, Angela scowled in my brain, What a master of seduction you are. “The former, actually,” I said, not breaking my sultry smile for a moment, holding out two fingers to the nymph, “can I bum a smoke?” Lung cancer is a real panty-dropper. Angela chided. You don’t seem to mind her doing it. I replied as Night Eyes handed me a square. Because it looks sexy and mysterious on her, Angela replied as I her placed the square between my lush lips, and leaned fuck forward for Night Eyes to light it, and you don’t have the cachet to pull it off. Just watch. I smirked. I took a deep inhale of the cigarette smoke, and just as planned, I violently coughed it from my virgin lungs. Real, fucking, smooth. Angela groaned. We’re inexperienced virgins left on our own sleep in the big city, I thought back to her as I hacked up a lung, that’s our allure, Angela; innocence. “Was that your first cigarette?” Night Eyes laughed, her eyes traveling curiously while down my body, “Did you just get here yesterday or something?” “This morning, actually,” I said through fits of coughing, “I lived in Towerhead with my mother my whole life. You’ve found my darkest secret, Night Eyes; I’m an ignorant country girl.” I punched out the cigarette, and turned toward Night Eyes with a calculated expression of embarrassment. I was met with a gaze of pure shock. Night Eye’s eyes were wide, her mouth was agape, and her lower lip was trembling ever-so-slightly. “Justina?” she whispered, leaning to within a breath of my face, her eyes narrowing, “ Justina Autumnsong?! “Uhh, Fay?” heard her scold the dog for trying to lick my ass but she didn't do anything to stop him, then she laughed again,, as he became excited and tried to mount me,, i clenched my cheeks and squealed through the gag trying to wriggle away.. “There are not bad people, only people who defend their territory, if we let them know we are coming in peace they will be fine. I said. The boss gets them by the hundred.” “Oh, Sweetie,” She smiled compassionately, “you’re so full of fear and confusion. “Mark?” he murmured, “Is that you?” “Sure thing.” Pausing at the foot of the stairs, he turned back, pausing to collect his thoughts. He looked up. I’ll make sure you get some her private time with Sandy. I will be able sleep to take off for a couple of days and come out to see fuck your ranch...I'm while really looking forward to seeing it and spending some more time with you."