"We were just coming down here to fuck." I don't think so," said Damon coldly. He started to raise the barrel of the shotgun up towards them."Oh shit,... whispered Danny.There was suddenly a noise, like a rush of wind, and the shotgun was clattering to pavement. A hand appeared on the side of Damon's head, then a splatter of red as Anita sunk her teeth into the vampire hunters throat, ripping it open."Holy fuck!" whispered Danny as the gorgeous blonde vampire gave an a growl and buried her pretty. . Ask the bartender for a yellow rose along with your drink, you’ll understand ... a yellow roseI sat back in my chair, struggling to catch my breath. Was it possible? Can this be real? These things don’t happen to me. They never happen to me.And yet, there it was. A response to fantasy I’d held onto for more than twenty years. To be a spectre, a shadow in the midst of a woman alone, an apparition, free to experience a woman enjoying her own body, ... an invisible man.And as I sat, overwhelmed. Mother answered the door while we packed Leslie up.Mother: "Alice, come in dear. The book worms are packing up."Alice lovingly: "You must be so proud of Darla taking on such a hugechange and responsibility!" Mother: "He has only just recently been told about the Sisterhood. Todayhe experienced my magical powers first hand for the first time. As agirl he has volunteered to work in Jeraldine's clinic and is going tospend a lot of time modeling for Jean this summer. Proud you say? Proudtimes one. Admittedly she could live without Jack from management gawking at her chest every time they meet near the vending machine. It was by no means that Joyce disliked being looked at by others; in fact, she loved it, even from the odd girl or two in the sales department but Jack....Jack has like a drooling ten-year-old with an annoying habit of wanting to touch everything he laid eyes on.Copping the odd feel here and there would nine out of ten times earn him a black eye but he had always proved to.