His skin could get irritated, or he could get too hot or too cold, though his desires in that regard were rarely far out of line with Chrissy's. His m...in source of knowledge about the world was his hearing, although she could teach him a few things about spatial relations by tracing patterns on his skin. He learned to understand the language. He could get bored, so he wanted her to talk to him, or play music, or read to him, or listen as she talked with the other girls and women in her life. He. He couldn't hurt me like he did before. But I could hurthim! I ran out of the hospital and just kept running until I got to theSheriff's Office. And there he was sitting a smiling all happy like hedidn't do a thing. The deputy was there too. He asked me why I was there.I told him the sheriff was the one that hurt Amy.He didn't believe me until I told him about the radio call he made sayinghe wasn't feeling well and he was going 10-7 at home. That's when thedeputy drew his gun but the sheriff. "Ooooo, Christ," Natalie gasped as she scrambled out of the pile of hay. "I'm so fuckin' hot." She staggered across the barn and dragged back a bench. "I'm shaking all over."So am I," Sandy murmured as she calmed Stormy with love pats on the head.Natalie sprawled out on the narrow bench, her legs spread, her feet flat on the floor."Bring him to me," she moaned as hot quivering spasms raced up her spine. "Bring him to me."Sandy led the pony over to Natalie. She stared at the pink gash of her. . Maybe more..."“Ah… And how many of them have you… flirted with?”"Only you and your mother."“Somehow I find that hard to believe, darling…”"You two have been the only female vamps I've been with, all the rest were business partners, and men." She smiles softly, not letting the smile reach her eyes she says “Alright my darling, I know you wouldn’t lie to me… Now how about that walk?” He sighs and offers her his hand to help her out of bed "If we hurry we might catch the sunrise." She.