‘Then there are these puncture wounds on her throat, look at them, and this.’ I hesitated and then let my fangs fall and place my mouth near the m...rks. ‘I’m a petite woman, pretty damn small as vampires go in fact. My fangs span these wounds with plenty to spare.’ ‘Two last things. There is this.’ Both men had been nodding but now they looked puzzled. ‘The BLOOD. It’s all here in this puddle, splashed on these walls. None of it has been drunk. And finally, I gingerly parted her legs and. The bottom of the trunk is on the ground. It shouldn’t go anywhere. Carefully, I climb on the trunk and freeze! The waves surge towards the beach, angrily tossing their white hair. They crash against the cliff, and roar. The wind carries the smell of rotting fish off the lake, overpowering the green wood smell of the tree I’m sitting on. Each wave storms in, crashes over the non-existent beach, and retreats. A blood red sun, sitting low in the sky watches quietly. A small block of clay breaks. Our tongues danced around each other’s and I began to moan. “Well?” she asked. “Yes, I think I’ve wanted that for a long time.” Lisa’s hand reached for the hem of my skirt and I gave a short gasp. I lifted my hips so that she could bring my skirt up around my waist, exposing my panties. “Are you sure?” she asked. “Yes…”I closed my eyes and leaned back. Lisa’s hand began to explore my panties. “You are so wet” she whispered, and I felt more of my juices flowing. This was an entirely new feeling. Do you know, I told her, that there are many ladies who would just let that pass, or not even realize what it meant? Thank you, my lord, theyd say. I had despaired of finding decent conversation. She was smiling at me now too. You mustnt blame them too much. If they werent so convinced that you men had no desire for them to show intelligence, they would perhaps be more interesting. Catherine always surprised me with her incisiveness. She had a scholars mind. Her beauty excited me, it was true..