10/03/2026 10:55

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I'm not going to talk you out of this, am I? No. No, I'm not sure. I was right about the French press not making enough coffee at a time to satisfy this many people. I brought my hand back up his leg and allowed my fingers to trace circles on his derriere.

I loved Richard. Louie nodded again, too rapidly, and too many times. Was it just the human form I was in love with? Was it some anthropomorphic idea that I loved? Shit. I guess most cops don't get to see inside the Church of Eternal Life much, or see hundreds of vampires in one place at one time.