I had them for fifty years. They protected me and fed me. I had a cave nearby, one you couldn’t climb into without modern climbing gear, unless you ...were a vampire. During the night, I came out, and—”“And fucked and fed on those seven ghouls.”“Of course.”All she could do was laugh. This man was supposed to be a big, bad, powerful Nosferatu, a master warlock, and all around scary fucker. And he was all those things, but he was also a damn silly guy. It was hard to be afraid of someone when. We just sat there for a few moments, both of us admiring her panties, when the cabby finally said that I had a beautiful wife, and with that he started to drive away.During the drive the cabby and I chatted back and forth with me telling him all about the great party and all the the booze I had drank. We were laughing up a storm as he drove and he kept looking back into the rear view mirror as often as he safely could. He also had left the interior light on and was getting lots of peeks at. " Does your dad depend on you a lot?" Jessica seemed interested. "I'm eighteen and I barely know my dad," She shot Joe a withering glare. "But I intend to remedy that oversight. I've got a pretty good shot at a clerking position in the county prosecutor's office. If I get it, I'll be staying all summer with dad."Carrie gave Jessica a wanton glance. "You'll probably get to know all of us a lot better than even you expect."A cell phone began ringing somewhere in the car and they all reached for. What I didn't realize at the time, and maybe Ruth realizes now even as I do, that what we had done left lasting emotional marks on us both.However, today Ruth was very nervous because she was about to meet one of the stars of the show, and I knew she had the hots for him in a big way. In fact, just the night before we'd "role played" a scenario with the character this actor she was about to meet portrayed, and she had cum so hard during her "make believe" orgasm that she'd knocked the phone off.