The fountain of youth lives inside our veins.”I gulped as I realized the implications ... She meant that if she had just bitten me, I would have pro...ably died from loss of blood, been another of her victims. Because she had bitten me during sex, we had fully joined, my soul had melted away as our flesh became one, and I had turned into a creature of the night. I felt a sudden gratitude, strangely enough, sitting there as a newly rejuvenated demon in a room full of partying friends and. That summer I was home for about two weeks, before I was sent to some other God forsaken part of the world. I was just chilling in the study, catching up with a good book and a couple of stiff drinks when I heard splashing at the pool. I got up and looked out of the window, down to the pool yard, and there were the two girls enjoying a bout of skinny dipping. Talk about shock and awe! I knew I should turn away, but I just couldn't. My daughter had just gotten out of the water and laid down to. But most of them were just so enthralled by the commercials that they were compelled to at least try the stuff. This illogical behavior over time has gotten you to thinking, could such a fragrance actually exist? And not just a cologne that made you smell nice or enhanced your attractiveness, but rather a spray that you could use on yourself that would literally cause women who happened to be in close proximity to genuinely want to have sex with you.Naturally your quite aware that this interest. Well, not if I had anything to say about it.I got on my cell phone, and got my old friend Wallace, the NSA asshole. I explained what had happened, and what I wanted to happen. He said he would get right on it. He said to wait an hour, and then things should start to happen. I said 'fine', and that I would be drinking coffee until then.I was sitting across the street from the courthouse nursing a cup of coffee, when the hour expired. I set my cup down, and went back to the courthouse, to see.