Angie noticed the worn curtains hanging in the kitchen, as they sipped their coffee. "God I think these curtains have been here forever; I remember th...m from when Walt was still living here." Yeah," Callie sighed, "But Cade won't let me replace them yet; no money for it with him being out of work."Angie looked at Callie, "It sounds like Cade has the say about everything." Angie had meant it as a joke, but it hadn't come out sounding like much of a joke.Callie didn't laugh, and as she sat there,. I took their coats and hanged them on the respective hanger. "We decided to accept your night-cap."Night-cap? Oh yes, that. Three days had gone by since our first date.The two girls sat down in the very same couch where I had experienced my lonely pleasure. My fantasy became more real, and so much so that I could grab it and feel it with my own lips and fingers. I sat down on the armchair across from them, and I examined my Cherokee and her sister as I handed them their drinks.I liked her. Then I reached out and cupped her smaller breasts in my hands as I had her mother’s breasts just moments ago. This was a first. I had never done anything like this to my daughter before. I quickly found myself enjoying it though. As I was feeling the outside of her dress I was wondering if I should venture inside of her dress as I had done with her mother. Yes I should, I really should, and I really wanted to too. So I slowly slipped my left hand down her neck, into her dress, and then cupped. I don’t believe in vampires or werewolves or Frankenstein. Now, I need to go home”, Elizabeth turned away and began walking towards the door, “And you need to go home too.” She turned around to face her, “Your parents must be worri...”The words died in her mouth. Elena wasn’t there. She was gone; as if she had never existed. Elizabeth looked all around; turning slowly in a circle. There was no place that Elena could have gone in the emptiness of the warehouse. Not the darkened office, not out.