Frederick’s was working now and it added up the possibilities and it spelled money and better yet contacts. Contacts to keep close for business and even for food. Just a few clients to cultivate to get into the richest of people’s pockets and veins. “Ever tasted blue blood, my love?” he chuckled.<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Timothy let her roam his wet body as he planted thought of life with him. He knew that she would taste even better with the electricity  of lust and possibilities flowed into her blood .<br/>