Putting aside the slender cane she picked up a martinet and ran the smooth leather braids through her fingers. "Looks mild compared to the cane, doesn...'t it?" Miss Marshall said with a smile, and showed Sarah how the tips ended in hard unforgiving knots."Please Miss, don't hurt me!" Sarah cried, weeping uncontrollably."To the rail!" Miss Marshall spat.Still weeping, Sarah removed her hands from between her legs and went to the rail, her eyes fixed on the reflection of her teacher in the mirror,. The white dress I had been laid to rest in was torn and muddy. My fingers were torn from the effort of breaking free of the coffin. And my face... It would be years before I could see myself when I was in vampire form and not shudder. It doesn't twist and deform your face. In some ways it would perhaps be less frightening if it did. Rather, the face remains as it normally is, changed only by the fangs and the red glow that lights in our eyes. It wipes out our humanity but at the same time. "Your dad and I are going out tonight and I just wondered." I wondered a few things myself. Like would dad be taking her to any of the places she went to when he was gone and what might happen if he did and one of mom's fuck buddies decided to say hi.I had my head buried in the Calc book when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to and was surprised to find Monica standing there. "I called your mother to see where we could meet tonight and she told me that she couldn't go with me. She told me. The morning went smooth and now out of the sight of land I set the sea anchor and grabbed my mask, snorkel, spear gun and fins before slipping into the warm waters below the boat to see if there were any fish below to catch for dinner later in the evening. The warm water flowed over my naked skin and I swam in the depths and I waited till a school of red snapper came come closer as I floated near the surface of the water. Linda was aboard and her routine as I dove for fish was to start making.