" But how..." No one is sure how vampire clans first came about. That information is lost in unrecorded history." But you bit me and I didn't..." Die?... Of course not. Over the centuries many legends have arisen about vampires, most of them foolish nonsense." Then you don't kill... ?" By biting you? No. The amount of blood I need for sustenance is quite small, a cupful, no more. And I need to take blood only about twice a month. Actually, to dispel a myth about vampires, I eat food the same as. One part of me wanted to go for a third helping and another part of me felt real queasy that it had happened in the first place."Am I a mother fucker?" I asked myself aloud."No," a voice in my head said, "It was an accident."Then a third voice in my head said, "Once would be an accident. Twice makes the accident theory very doubtful. Then the fact I want to go again argues only the first time was an accident."Then I remembered the expression on Mom's face when I ... no, make that we came. About 10 of the women were completely naked except for their heels. One of the things that struck Barb was that a number of women that had hair on their pussies. Those that sported hair had it carefully shaped and groomed. She thought with Mr. Darrien’s approval that she might like to have a cute little bush of hair.She spotted Angelique on a small stage on the other side of the lounge. She was dancing alone. She was drawing quite a bit of attention. Topless she wore a tiny gold g string that. The food was wonderful, and I sat and ate in just my bra and panties while her eyes roamed all over my body. She would have mentally undressed me if I was wearing any clothes to speak of.After the meal Melissa packed the dishes into the dishwasher and turned to me. I was in pout mode once more.“How you feeling?” she asked.Melissa knows that sometimes my job upsets me; it could easily have been her that had been informed of the bad news all those years ago. Luckily it wasn’t. But it affects me.