" Mr. French leaned back and waited, hands behind his balding head."Oh," Caroline said, banging open the kitchen door and letting in some chilled air ...rom the unheated dining room, "didn't know we had company. Don't get up please."Robert glanced at the girl dressed in an oversized sweater and faded pinafore, obviously ready to do her afternoon chores, his mind on her father's offer. She shrugged into her wine-colored winter coat, tied a kerchief about her head and hurried out the door, her feet. .." then thinking only to myself, 'Beautifully round double D's and heart shaped ass!'. "demeanour. You are doing quite well my dear. If you want to leave a bit early, please feel free. Please just let me know why so should my boss inquire as to why I am answering my own phones, I can tell her why."With an excited yip Holly bounds across the room to the side of my chair and falls into my lap as she wraps me in a tight hug. Planting a light and friendly peck on my cheek she responds, "To be. D as I watched him chuckle and pull the stake out of my belly button and set it on the floor next to the bed. Right then I heard the sound of a car door being slammed shut in the driveway below. Mr. D looked out the window and came back with a smile and said, "Bill is here to help aid in your belly button inspection." A minute later a man came waddling into the bedroom. He was short and plump with a bushy brown mustache and barely any hair left on his head. He chuckled when he saw me slouched. But if she wanted to talk about his past, he was happy to learn about hers. Almost felt like being human again, talking about old parts of life that didn’t matter, idle chitchat that lacked the usual emphasis on the now that most Kindred learned to adopt.“My early years were pretty rough, you know? I figure it is for all Nosferatu. Waking up with fucking crocodile teeth, claws, and snake eyes? Yeah, angry. Then Antoinette executes my sire — deserved — and I’m left just ... yeah, not fun times..