"Antiques are one thing, but new low-tech phones are a crime." With a small chuckle, he rested his hand on Harry's thigh while he drove. He smiled as he slumped in the seat.
With an arch of her back, she pulled the zipper down as she gasped and squirmed. Her legs climbed higher and squeezed harder once her shorts where off. Her fangs popped as she offered her neck until she could remove her corest.