"He was a serving boy for one of the guests but found that drinking was more enjoyable than serving. Now all you must do is pierce him and drink his b...lood."My jaw dropped, "I have to drink his blood!" Yes we must drink blood to stay alive otherwise you will sicken and parish if it goes too long. Human blood is the most refreshing but you can feed on the blood of a****ls if it is necessary, but you will find it doesn't quench the thirst like human does. Also for your mind and heart you will find. This was covered by a modest blue dress that turned her appearance into a tasteful advertisement.While putting on her coat when the service was over, she unexpectedly turned around and looked at me. She even seemed to like what she saw. I was not sure why. I was wearing a white shirt and tie, but they obviously had not been purchased at Woodward and Lothrop. My Navy pea coat showed its age and origins in an Army surplus store. My story happens during the late 1970’s. Poverty, being less. It was my refuge and onelast 'get out of jail card' as it were. But of course she needed it andthere I was giving it to her!Only afterwards it hit me that I should have suggested meeting her at heroffice! After all why not? I could have met her there with my bags andstill gone off with her house for the weekend? But I hadn't. Why had Igiven her my address? I had thrown away one of the few remaining degreesof control that I had in this rapidly spiralling situation. Leaving mewith perhaps the. The blond girl then aspired to be one of the best artists in New York.As of now, Lisa was spraying a new burner at the back of the mansion."She said she'd bring her friends to the contest. She's really nervous, but really wants to show her stuff." Slattery added.Lisa's friends were none other than Berlin, Angela and Amy. They began their friendship one year ago, and it solidified when she was the last of the Moons to join.Angela was a sassy platinum blond beauty, and was in her penthouse drying.