When news of the German surrender began to trickle in, New Yorkers lost no time to celebrate, May 7, 1945. V-E Day, as it was called, didn't come till the following day. These women are tossing real ticker tape out the window in the Wall Street area.
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Rewrite: Dracula refers to the books as "these friends" rather than "these companions," which makes his full statement into "These friends have been good friends to me."
Cut from Jonathan's conversation with Dracula about his travels:
Then as time went on, and I had got somewhat bolder, I asked him of some of the strange things of the preceding night, as, for instance, why the coachman went to the places where he had seen the blue flames. He then explained to me that it was commonly believed that on a certain night of the year—last night, in fact, when all evil spirits are supposed to have unchecked sway—a blue flame is seen over any place where treasure has been concealed. “That treasure has been hidden,” he went on, “in the region through which you came last night, there can be but little doubt; for it was the ground fought over for centuries by the Wallachian, the Saxon, and the Turk. Why, there is hardly a foot of soil in all this region that has not been enriched by the blood of men, patriots or invaders. In old days there were stirring times, when the Austrian and the Hungarian came up in hordes, and the patriots went out to meet them—men and women, the aged and the children too—and waited their coming on the rocks above the passes, that they might sweep destruction on them with their artificial avalanches. When the invader was triumphant he found but little, for whatever there was had been sheltered in the friendly soil.”
“But how,” said I, “can it have remained so long undiscovered, when there is a sure index to it if men will but take the trouble to look?” The Count smiled, and as his lips ran back over his gums, the long, sharp, canine teeth showed out strangely; he answered:—
“Because your peasant is at heart a coward and a fool! Those flames only appear on one night; and on that night no man of this land will, if he can help it, stir without his doors. And, dear sir, even if he did he would not know what to do. Why, even the peasant that you tell me of who marked the place of the flame would not know where to look in daylight even for his own work. Even you would not, I dare be sworn, be able to find these places again?”
“There you are right,” I said. “I know no more than the dead where even to look for them.” Then we drifted into other matters.
Prompt. Mars and Dawn are swimming in the river. And, despite Mars's attempts to resist the temptation, she finds Dawn's ass to be way too hot to resist, pulls her panties down and gives her a rimjob.
Dawn's first thought was this was a water pokemon toying with her and annoying her, one that had hidden from the two girls but was now revealing itself, or something like that. Except the appendages that pulled her panties down were clearly human fingers, and when she turned aroudn to scold Mars for what she did, she saw her friend kneeling to literally kiss her ass.
"I'm sorry, your butt is too sexy..." Mars blushed, but still smiled at her. She pushed Dawn to a shallower part of the river, and didn't even bother moving out of the water before she was kissing Dawn's ass again. She didn't get right to full-on groping and tonguing, she started by kissing it, gently fondling it, sinkign her fingers tinto Dawn's pretty ass, watchign it wobble and move as Mars toyed with it and groped her, and Dawn yelped and moaned again and again at being worshiped like that.
But eventually, that wasn't enough for Mars, and her touches, her lips, became greedier, hornier, more lustful, until she was outright making out with Dawn's ass, and suddenly, her tongue slipped inside her asshole.
"Mars!" Dawn yelped, not quite out of outrage or anger, but more from the sheer surprise of suddenly getting rimmed by her friend. But the slight pleasure in her voice was enough, and Mars smiled, startign to outright make out with her friend's asshole, lips puckered around her hole as she rimmed her, tasting the very butt she was so fond off, so lovingly treating, and now she could taste it all. Her nose was buried between the asscheeks, and Mars let out a slutty moan at it, as her tongue swirled around, as she felt herself getting even more turned on and dawn's legs wobbled in pleasure from the srprisingly amazing sensation.