Here she was, this blood sucker in my house acting like a normal person. Every once and a while she winked at me, squeezed my hand, and it felt weird ...and normal at the same time. “Well I hope you too enjoyed yourself,” mom said while cleaning up from the meal I could barely eat. “I did Ma’am, thank you so much,” Shy said as I looked her. With my mom in the kitchen, she pulled me for a kiss. “Don’t worry, she will be safe. You on the other hand. You’re desert,” Shy said as I felt her long nail. Sophie just seemed to cut her smile off — in mid flow, when she caught John looking. Once day, when John asked if she was sad, she smacked him hard across the face, then turning on him she said there was no use crying, and John's parents didn't give a damn about him and that everyone preferred to just ignore him.This made John cry all the more.The walks became something which he most hated about her. They would walk for miles in dead silence, and sometimes, Sophie would hid, and pretend he was. My meetings became short. A contractor would stop by, wave at Tony, and wiggle a finger at me to join him in the house. You must have heard the term, Quickie? We had Quickies.There is something else that I should mention. Occasionally a Contractor will take me with him on a trip. Sometimes, they would share me with their friends.To this day, Tony has never asked what went on behind closed doors.One other thing. In addition to the jobs that we get, the Contractors always leave a tip.Butch and. "Yeah, yeah sure," Rick said still a bit loopy at seeing such a vision. "I guess it's time for supper anyway. Go ahead and get changed back.I'll call the kitchen tell them we'll be down in another hour or so."As he got up from the bar stool, the five foot seven Tim in heels wasnow a statuesque 6 foot 1 slender, stunning amazon beauty. And thequeen of charm schools, the ultimate "pageant mom" Ms. Lawrence hadn'teven gotten a hold of him yet! Rick's head spun! His mind reeled withthe.