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Dirk and Davina go shopping.
Dirk and Davina shopping.
Dirk had explained the ins and outs of his management system to Davina before they went out for breakfast on the way to the tube station.
As they had planned for most of the day in and around Carnaby Street and the nearby Oxford Street, taking the tube was a better plan than driving into the city and the West End.
Davina asked, “Are you afraid of driving in London?”
Dirk replied, “Not at all but when you plan to buy clothes and visit a lot of places planning is better than driving around looking for a spare space. If we buy several clothes and associated garments, getting the shops to put them in parcels and send them. That way we can get eats without carrying anything and maybe see who is on at the Palladium for entertainment in the evening.”
“I see why Constance has put her affairs into your capable hands.” She said. “I can’t wait to get all the business from the several dozen management people I use to hide and cope with the tax that I pay.”
“As I pointed out this morning, using the bigger financial boys and girls gets you savings that pay for those fees.” He stated.
“I do like driving in London because I spent several years finding my way around and little back alleys and cabbie runs that save you a lot of time,” Dirk said, “the places I had to reach were mostly timed so I could check the tyres on vehicles when they were available. Now that the congestion charge and low emissions have made that more difficult, I am glad that I now have a vehicle that doesn’t attract those things and I am looking forward to driving more in Europe as we visit the vineyards.
After the breakfast the Tube journey took less time than driving would have done. Davina took Dirk to a couple of paces where there were some suits that were made to measure and she insisted that a private dressing room would allow her to play with Dirk’s cock and take some blood for her daily dosage from his rampant cock.
They looked at a few other designs and Dirk found nothing he liked so they went to a local bar for some lunch. Dirk’s cock was at full mast and he had difficulty in stopping Davina from caressing it and he kept jumping as her nails dug into him.
Walking from the bar to Oxford Street did not help him much as he felt the need to try and breath his size down to a manageable bulge but he noticed a lot of women were looking at his crotch area as Davina took amused delight in often stroking it upwards to draw attention to it.
They decided on a more modern look for business suits and heavy linen shirts which would be made to measure after Davina shocked the sales team by insisting they use their tape measures to check that there would be room for his totem pole when the suits were made.
Another visit to an Italian footwear store to buy him several pairs in differing styles. Each measurement was checked and recorded for the shoes to be made in Italy and shipped back to Britain within a month.
Next on the agenda was check out what was on and get a table at a restaurant nearby the Palladium. Ricky Gervais was showing as fully booked but Davina knew someone who always had seats in his box for friends visiting London.
A quick call got them invited and a car was sent to pick them up and whisk them to his restaurant for a meal at his invitation.
Antonio welcomed them to his Michelin starred restaurant and said he would cook something special for them. They were seated and a ready opened bottle of Davina’s own vintage was poured for them.
“I love being able to supply some of the finest Italian restaurants in Europe,” she said, “we need to look at how that part of the business will be added to the other tiers of our family, I am certain that you and Aubrey will be able to grow that to a higher level for all of us.”
Their meal came and was delicious. They spent more time talking about their previous lives and how to get a meeting sorted with Antonio to introduce him to Dirk’s plans and the possibility of adding more restaurateurs to the quality wines and liqueurs the tiered system offered.
Antonio came to their table. “The car is ready to take you back to the Palladium. Did you enjoy the meal?” he asked.
“Fantastic.” They said together and laughed.
Dirk asked, “Would you have any time tomorrow, as I would love the opportunity to discuss a business plan that I am running with Davina, Constance and several other people whom you already know about?”
“Can you be here at 11?” Antonio responded.
“That would be a superb time to meet.” Dirk said.
The car took them back to the theatre and a separate line for members with boxes or prebooked seating where they were escorted to Antonio’s box. As they were the only people in that box Davina decided that she would sit in Dirk’s lap so his cock could easily be placed at whichever entrance she felt like having filled.
They worked at getting his cock engorged so that it was as tight as it had ever been and when he was at the brink of his first orgasm Davina put his cockhead at her ring and forced it into her ass as his sperm lubed her tunnel allowing him to top out inside her. His fingers played with her clitoris and soon had a handful of her juices that he licked from his hand time after time. His cock began to vibrate inside her which sent her over the threshold into an orgasm that squeezed him so hard.
He felt like his cock was in a milking machine as it drew more sperm from him with each pump like action. His head felt like he needed her mouth on his and began to push his tongue between her lips with each action and they remained locked together until the orchestra opened the overture signalling the start of the show.
Their orgasms coincided with their comings and their timing and their filling of their cavities and the whole construction of their coming together, with orgasm and their coming, even if they were not connected as a couple.
They were disconnected and their orgasms were not connected as a rhythmic connection and separate from the double correlation relied on the structure of the link between their joint their connection as a relationship as a vampire and the link from one connection to another.
Without the reduction in costs and the possibility that lower energy prices could bear a significant saving that could change taxation to company outgoings.
Each change with taxation changed the outcome of the tax levels and each reduction resulted in additional profits.
The whole company structure and the level of taxation made the tax burden worth the company paying their fees and the result was a lower tax payment and worth the total cost of the tax paid.
Davina and Dirk shagged themselves silly when they got back to Ladbroke Grove until Dirks cock gave him a significant yawn as he felt a tiredness from his cock losing the hardness he had all day.
He fell asleep in Davina’s arms.
She changed and flew out of the window into the cloudy night in search of fresh meat.
Her forays had been lacking anything that promised to find either a donor or any possibilities for conversion to a vampire. No friends or any of the people she met smelt right. Her instincts were always correct and she left her local area to expand her range into Oxfordshire.
She had often found younger men and women who could be turned or persuaded into discussing becoming long lived Vampires. Her recent conquests had not survived the conversion into vampires and no young opportunities had been converted to become blood donors like Dirk.
This was a conversation they would need to have the following day. Dirk had found several possibles from his limited networking and wanted to spend some time going to expos with local groups. This allowed him to approach many attendees who he could talk to over drinks after the expo ended and drinking sessions always loosened up many inhibitions.
“Are you free to go with me if I can pick up some contacts from networking groups or expos?” he asked when she arrived in the morning.
“Do you need my help there?” she replied.
“I am sure that my ability to talk with anyone who accepts a drinks offer will give me the chance to talk one to one about vampires and being donors, but as you are incredibly beautiful your presence will loosen tongues even more and your innate sense of whether they smell ok will be an even quicker filter for possibilities.” Dirk said.
“Yes, I see your point, and two people as a couple, will surely add to the dynamic.” She stated, “In addition as I have had several centuries with conquests and conversions, I have that knowledge myself. I have had less luck lately, well since the gap between 1918 and the start of the second world war when I seem to have lost my touch.”
“I will see how this goes and the coaching I can give you to rejuvenate your flagging vampire hunting.” He said.
“Do you honestly think I am beautiful?” she queried with a look that suggested she had not looked in a mirror for some time.
“Yes. I believe my own eyes and my cock does not lie to me. Each time we fuck my cock grows more if I do not control its growth rate.” He said, “look at it now.”
He did not need to drop his shorts for her to see his cock was already at full mast.
To be continued…
Dirk had explained the ins and outs of his management system to Davina before they went out for breakfast on the way to the tube station.
As they had planned for most of the day in and around Carnaby Street and the nearby Oxford Street, taking the tube was a better plan than driving into the city and the West End.
Davina asked, “Are you afraid of driving in London?”
Dirk replied, “Not at all but when you plan to buy clothes and visit a lot of places planning is better than driving around looking for a spare space. If we buy several clothes and associated garments, getting the shops to put them in parcels and send them. That way we can get eats without carrying anything and maybe see who is on at the Palladium for entertainment in the evening.”
“I see why Constance has put her affairs into your capable hands.” She said. “I can’t wait to get all the business from the several dozen management people I use to hide and cope with the tax that I pay.”
“As I pointed out this morning, using the bigger financial boys and girls gets you savings that pay for those fees.” He stated.
“I do like driving in London because I spent several years finding my way around and little back alleys and cabbie runs that save you a lot of time,” Dirk said, “the places I had to reach were mostly timed so I could check the tyres on vehicles when they were available. Now that the congestion charge and low emissions have made that more difficult, I am glad that I now have a vehicle that doesn’t attract those things and I am looking forward to driving more in Europe as we visit the vineyards.
After the breakfast the Tube journey took less time than driving would have done. Davina took Dirk to a couple of paces where there were some suits that were made to measure and she insisted that a private dressing room would allow her to play with Dirk’s cock and take some blood for her daily dosage from his rampant cock.
They looked at a few other designs and Dirk found nothing he liked so they went to a local bar for some lunch. Dirk’s cock was at full mast and he had difficulty in stopping Davina from caressing it and he kept jumping as her nails dug into him.
Walking from the bar to Oxford Street did not help him much as he felt the need to try and breath his size down to a manageable bulge but he noticed a lot of women were looking at his crotch area as Davina took amused delight in often stroking it upwards to draw attention to it.
They decided on a more modern look for business suits and heavy linen shirts which would be made to measure after Davina shocked the sales team by insisting they use their tape measures to check that there would be room for his totem pole when the suits were made.
Another visit to an Italian footwear store to buy him several pairs in differing styles. Each measurement was checked and recorded for the shoes to be made in Italy and shipped back to Britain within a month.
Next on the agenda was check out what was on and get a table at a restaurant nearby the Palladium. Ricky Gervais was showing as fully booked but Davina knew someone who always had seats in his box for friends visiting London.
A quick call got them invited and a car was sent to pick them up and whisk them to his restaurant for a meal at his invitation.
Antonio welcomed them to his Michelin starred restaurant and said he would cook something special for them. They were seated and a ready opened bottle of Davina’s own vintage was poured for them.
“I love being able to supply some of the finest Italian restaurants in Europe,” she said, “we need to look at how that part of the business will be added to the other tiers of our family, I am certain that you and Aubrey will be able to grow that to a higher level for all of us.”
Their meal came and was delicious. They spent more time talking about their previous lives and how to get a meeting sorted with Antonio to introduce him to Dirk’s plans and the possibility of adding more restaurateurs to the quality wines and liqueurs the tiered system offered.
Antonio came to their table. “The car is ready to take you back to the Palladium. Did you enjoy the meal?” he asked.
“Fantastic.” They said together and laughed.
Dirk asked, “Would you have any time tomorrow, as I would love the opportunity to discuss a business plan that I am running with Davina, Constance and several other people whom you already know about?”
“Can you be here at 11?” Antonio responded.
“That would be a superb time to meet.” Dirk said.
The car took them back to the theatre and a separate line for members with boxes or prebooked seating where they were escorted to Antonio’s box. As they were the only people in that box Davina decided that she would sit in Dirk’s lap so his cock could easily be placed at whichever entrance she felt like having filled.
They worked at getting his cock engorged so that it was as tight as it had ever been and when he was at the brink of his first orgasm Davina put his cockhead at her ring and forced it into her ass as his sperm lubed her tunnel allowing him to top out inside her. His fingers played with her clitoris and soon had a handful of her juices that he licked from his hand time after time. His cock began to vibrate inside her which sent her over the threshold into an orgasm that squeezed him so hard.
He felt like his cock was in a milking machine as it drew more sperm from him with each pump like action. His head felt like he needed her mouth on his and began to push his tongue between her lips with each action and they remained locked together until the orchestra opened the overture signalling the start of the show.
Their orgasms coincided with their comings and their timing and their filling of their cavities and the whole construction of their coming together, with orgasm and their coming, even if they were not connected as a couple.
They were disconnected and their orgasms were not connected as a rhythmic connection and separate from the double correlation relied on the structure of the link between their joint their connection as a relationship as a vampire and the link from one connection to another.
Without the reduction in costs and the possibility that lower energy prices could bear a significant saving that could change taxation to company outgoings.
Each change with taxation changed the outcome of the tax levels and each reduction resulted in additional profits.
The whole company structure and the level of taxation made the tax burden worth the company paying their fees and the result was a lower tax payment and worth the total cost of the tax paid.
Davina and Dirk shagged themselves silly when they got back to Ladbroke Grove until Dirks cock gave him a significant yawn as he felt a tiredness from his cock losing the hardness he had all day.
He fell asleep in Davina’s arms.
She changed and flew out of the window into the cloudy night in search of fresh meat.
Her forays had been lacking anything that promised to find either a donor or any possibilities for conversion to a vampire. No friends or any of the people she met smelt right. Her instincts were always correct and she left her local area to expand her range into Oxfordshire.
She had often found younger men and women who could be turned or persuaded into discussing becoming long lived Vampires. Her recent conquests had not survived the conversion into vampires and no young opportunities had been converted to become blood donors like Dirk.
This was a conversation they would need to have the following day. Dirk had found several possibles from his limited networking and wanted to spend some time going to expos with local groups. This allowed him to approach many attendees who he could talk to over drinks after the expo ended and drinking sessions always loosened up many inhibitions.
“Are you free to go with me if I can pick up some contacts from networking groups or expos?” he asked when she arrived in the morning.
“Do you need my help there?” she replied.
“I am sure that my ability to talk with anyone who accepts a drinks offer will give me the chance to talk one to one about vampires and being donors, but as you are incredibly beautiful your presence will loosen tongues even more and your innate sense of whether they smell ok will be an even quicker filter for possibilities.” Dirk said.
“Yes, I see your point, and two people as a couple, will surely add to the dynamic.” She stated, “In addition as I have had several centuries with conquests and conversions, I have that knowledge myself. I have had less luck lately, well since the gap between 1918 and the start of the second world war when I seem to have lost my touch.”
“I will see how this goes and the coaching I can give you to rejuvenate your flagging vampire hunting.” He said.
“Do you honestly think I am beautiful?” she queried with a look that suggested she had not looked in a mirror for some time.
“Yes. I believe my own eyes and my cock does not lie to me. Each time we fuck my cock grows more if I do not control its growth rate.” He said, “look at it now.”
He did not need to drop his shorts for her to see his cock was already at full mast.
To be continued…
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