"No, I hadn't forgotten," Kyle replied. "I'll try to get out of theoffice early, so that I have plenty of time to get home, have a showerand get ready...." Do you remember what happened when the Watsons came here for dinner twoweeks ago?" Remember? How could I forget? That was when Hannah Watson, her tongueloosened by several glasses of Sauvignon Blanc, told us that Jack Watsonliked to dress in women's clothes and call himself Katie." Exactly," Simone said. "And if my memory serves me well, Jack. She sat opposite me and was actually adjusting her bra. She pressed her breasts together, pulled her legs up and sat on the bed. I watched her stroke herself a little through her panties and then put on a pair of tights. I had never before wished to be an item of clothing, although at that time, I would have sold my very soul to have been those tights, sliding over her silky brown legs. She dressed slowly and lazily, before going off to put some makeup on. Nothing happened that day, although I. It was a funny feeling. Not exactly unpleasant. He was a muscular blue-eyed white man with a shaved head and tattoos on both forearms. A handsome face. Powerful hands. He smelled of an old-fashioned aftershave, plus his own masculine scent. His blue eyes were enjoying her. She found herself sitting up straighter, pushing her breasts up and forward. They sipped their tea, and Bob’s glass was soon empty. She got up and walked to the fridge for more, aware that the cut-offs showed several inches. Normally a vampire became more tolerant of sunlight over time. That was why Amy was much more so than Mel was. The tolerance of a new vampire could however be increased by consuming the blood of an older vampire. Amy was willing to share her's with Mel but she needed to replace what she gave. She was faced with hunting daily or ... getting it from Sam, who could easily manufacture new blood in her body with Amy's help."Sam Honey, we need to talk," Amy said. Sam was seated and working on her.