Blood Lust
No matter how hard and deep she appeared, there was no trace of her future in the bottom of the whisky tumbler. Twenty-three, smart as hell, very capable and in the prime of her life, Christina Saftner had the distinct feeling that at this point she should at least have settled into the comfortable, everyday routine that seemed the goal of so many people just like her. A loud cheer erupted from somewhere at the back of the bar, and she turned to see a group of women clustered around a pool...
Erotic