Doob's Bar was originally a hole in the wall. The place where one could go and sit in the gloom and enjoy a drink. It was the kind of place that was normally quiet and relaxing. That is until a college had been built nearby and it became one of the hotspots for the studying youth. Today, the bar was filled with loud music, people, and lights. There wasn;t much left of the once quiet bar to drink alone in a corner. Screaming girls and rowdy frat boys made the atmosphere less than desirable. Vallerie hated a place like this. She liked the dark and gloomy, though she wasn't a goth. She was just an average girl who had taken a pill offered to her from the man that now employed her. Employed her and the three other people that were at the table with her. Three women and one man. Not the best of company, being that under normal circumstance before she took the pill, she would never have hung out with these other three individuals. In fact, she probably would have been in a library or bookstore, reading in a darker corner. Like her, they had taken the pill, and the four of them worked at a place they lovingly referred to as "The Facility." After taking the shimmering pill offered to her bay a man who went by X, Vallerie had chosen a vampire bat at her animal for the pill. Then there Melissa, a mountain girl who had chosen a squirrel as hers. She was looking uncomfortable in her blue jeans and green flannel shirt. Probably because she was wearing clothes and the all of them knew that she preferred not to. The girl loved to have her bushy tail out and more than once, Vallerie had walked in on the girl doing some interesting things with it. Melissa was too sweet for the vampire's tastes and too reserved. The third girl was Sandra. More predator than Vallerie herself was, the woman had chosen a hawk. Since they had arrived, her head wandered the bar in quick jerks, which made her kind of comical to Vallerie. She had been the most nervous to come out to the bar, worried that humanity would sense something was off about them. After much deliberation, she agreed but only if she was sober one and could keep an eye out for the group's safety. At least the woman's eyes were giant pools of black. That is how life was, just darkness staring back. The fourth member was the male of the group. A man named Mitchell. Mitchell was on Vallerie's mind. Asian Japanese MILF Oriental He was an enigma to the three women. He did work in "The Facility" but was rarely seen and it had taken a full three days to track him down for the invite. No one knew what he did in the facility and conversations with him were strained. None of the women even knew if he had taken the pill or not. Mitchell wasn't a bad looking guy. A little chubby, but Vallerie knew that fat guys made the best lovers. They had to work more to get the hot girl; it was in their nature to aim to please to keep them. That's why she wanted him besides his stoical mystery. Plus, the men here were more boys. College thugs who were going to be too self-centered to give her what she wanted. Another issue is that Vallerie's nature came out with her sexual arousal. She experienced a culture shock when she went to college in California, UCLA to be Asian Japanese MILF Oriental exact, where she got exposed to a multitude of things regarding religion, race and politics. Corruption’s gate. Ishtar spun around and looked at her statue with shock and… was that fear on the goddess' face? A product of an affair between my mother and her sisters father, her step daddy, my mother had me young. Newlyn was surprised by this. And she worked in town near the UDUB, too. His face was a picture when he saw that Lucy was naked. “Well, if he had arrested us, I would have been pissed at you David,” she tells me. She scream “ Oooooohhhha, Master please I want your cum.” He laughed. People shook their heads and then went about their business. Just went down wrong.” I’ll be a little more comfortable and we can show off the girls a little bit.” Her pussy giggled again. “So how’d you get his name?