"We'd better get back to the studio before your father catches us,"Ellen says, not realising her mistake at calling the older man 'my'father.The remai...ning 45 minutes of the lesson goes without a hitch. Ellenteaches me a few of the steps that I may have to dance for 'daddy'tomorrow- though she is still reluctant to let me up en pointe, to myrelief.Once the lesson ends, I lead Ellen back to her car- changing out of my-Charlotte's pointe shoes into a pair of ballet flats first- where weexchange a. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of these in this story should not be construed as acceptance of the above. Part 1 – Prologue Tuesday, March 15th. The Ides of March. For me, it was the anniversary of the failed. ‘So…’ Gabriel smiled at the male creature as he watched the tail lights of Ava’s limo fade into the night. ‘You’re Ava’s bitch? Is that a fun profession?’ he asked, not entirely certain why he was trying to provoke the already cantankerous looking creature. He was rewarded by the similar display of aggression he’d received just moments earlier from Ava. He couldn’t help but notice the difference in his fangs from Ava’s. His were more rounded like the fangs of a rattler, similar to those of his. "Should I get undressed?" They don't deliver that fast," said Ashley.The plan for Taylor's first time was for her to be naked and displayed when the guy was brought into the den."Would you feel more comfortable if you were already naked?" asked Sarah. She wanted to help her friend out in anyway she could."I don't know," Taylor said. Her excitement made her feel confused so she couldn't seem to think straight."If it will make you feel better," said Sarah."I think so. I think if I was ready I.