Why would the goddess curse Michael, he was of theold line. His blood ran back to the Ulster Cycle directly back to one ofher seven sons. "But why?"Er...n smiled sadly. "When you died, Michael went into the crypts andblamed her for your death. He started to desecrate her shrine when sheappeared. They had quite the fight."The Vampire nodded. She remembered that Michael used to tell her storiesabout when he was young, he used to visit the crypts at night and playwith the woman he called Grandma. No. Ok. I”ll tell her that.”“You can come with her to protect her if she wants you to.”“Ok, I’ll do that.” The man turned and walked away, and for a moment I thought of following him. Then I realised he would never lead me to the house if he thought I had abused her, so I walked back to the hotel to wait for her.I felt despair flood back again. I would never get her back. She had made a life with someone else, a second man. Perhaps she had known this man from her accountancy work.What had changed. She again came back and lay upside down. This time I gained courage and removed my shirt and vest. Since she is closing her eyes she is unaware of my topless. While sitting on the ass I pressed and caressed her ass a number of times. And I massaged her whole back and told her that I am going to remove her bra hooks as it may get spoiled. Without her permission I unhook her bra and widened that. Her whole broad back is now visible without any clothes. While massaging her back I slightly untied. It stirred something in me.A few minutes before we hit the main road, she leaned towards the console and reached for the radio as she asked if she could turn it on. Her sleeveless shirt hung loose, giving me an eyeful. Her breasts where literally snow white, which was in sharp contrast with the rest of her body. They were spectacular: firm globes, just large enough to fill a hand and with strawberry shaped nipples that looked like they were begging to be pinched. I must have lingered a fraction.