When Amy had let her drink all that she could afford to give, she ordered Mel to "stop".Later Amy replenished her blood loss from Sam. This practice w...as repeated each day. Mel's resistance to sunlight increased, even if it remained far less than Amy's own. As to Sam, well new puncture marks decorated her thighs and an almost permanent smile graced her face.Mel did not have a lot of furniture to move, only the makeup table and chair that Sam had given her and few small odds-and-ends she had. Slowly he sucked on the nipple, making little circles with his tongue. Gosh this is so nice Vincent, Marion sighed. Now the other one. Marion moved her upper body again and presented her left nipple to Vincent. Vincent also sucked and licked this nipple for a while, when he could suddenly hear Stephen say: tea is served! Are you having fun with this young man Marion? Vincent didn´t really know what to do or say, but it was obvious Stephen had been watching them for a while, looking at the bulge. . what makes you think that? It's absurd" I stammered.She giggled. "Well, your caravan doesn't have, like, very thick walls. It was very obvious." Shit" I cursed silently."So is it true? Do you really fuck your dad? That's awesome!"This was a surprise. "Don't tell me you want to fuck your dad?" I asked.She looked around, confirming we were alone."I like totally would! He's big and got lots of muscles, and he's got a really huge cock! But Daddy's so uptight, he would never want to fuck me”“I'm. “It’s ... it’s ok...” Slowly, with far greater control than Jack figured an angry banshee creature would be able to summon, Mary calmed down. It took time, a painful eternity of listening to the ghost cry, shriek, wail, and sob. It was crazy how she went from calm and talking one moment, to psychotic the next, but despite that, she started to settle.“What now?” His mom said. “What ... what do we do now?”The fog lowered until it covered only their feet again, and Mary’s ghastly noises stopped..