You will never be asked to do anything with me, but it might involve something from me. Of the twenty-three virgins Marcia has had since she and I ha...e been married, only three of them became proteges. They were very happy to have done so. It's all up to you."I crawled slowly over to where Marcia lay on her back, her lips covered with semen and her mouth full of it. I kissed her on the lips. Marcia slid her tongue into my mouth. She put her arms scooted so our bodies were parallel, put. Unfortunately the process of feeding on blood is… well, it is like injecting heroine but 10 times more potent. The rush, taste and pleasure from it is second only to sex so there is always a danger of becoming addicted to it. If a vampires will isn’t strong enough they may lose themselves to the ecstasy of blood, turning themselves into junkies. At this point, it is just better to put them out of their misery.’ – Walter, with a disgusted voice: ‘… they should do the same to the rest of you.’ –. Unbelievably there, sitting at the wooden picnic table were two gorgeous young guys. We looked at one another in disbelief and then Betty spoke up."Did you guys call us?"The taller one of the two stood up and gestured at us. He had a full beard and moustache - just Betty's type and waved us towards him. "We did indeed - come share our wine."I knew the accent in an instant. French Canadian! I was hooked. I was quite the linguist as a high school student - fluent in French and able to hold my own. “You’re old enough to know better, honey,” she gasped as her father’s hands slapped her cheek, the stinging tingling through her bottom.As a tear of embarrassment dripped down her face, she reached out with both hands and clutched at the comforter, her body tensing with each slap. She pressed her thighs tightly together as she felt her lips moistening, afraid that they might notice her excitement.“I think eighteen is enough Caroline, don’t you?” she heard her father ask her mother, his hand.