<span style="font-weight: bold">Jules Bernhardt</span><br/><br/>There was something undeniably attractive about the big stretched belly and the sheer act of dominance that Samantha had showed over the stockboy. Still, Jules tried to look as calm as he could, though he had a few sweat drops going down his neck and a chill feeling down his spine.<br/><br/>"Just a curious question," He said as he picked the remainder of the food on his plate, emptying it.<br/>"How long do these 'meals' stay alive after you've...uhm...eaten them?" I gestured slightly with my fork towards her extended belly, there seemed to be some movement in there still.<br/><br/>He had a feeling that the echoes of the boys screams could still be heard.