It was over a year now since the divorce. Katherine was somewhat lucky one could say. She did get a goodly portion of their dual assets when it was fi...alized. She didn't really have to go back to work. At least, not immediately. She took some months to grieve and shake off the pain of regrets and to wonder what she had done wrong. As everyone does when the love dies.The love between them had passed away long ago, or it was moribund for years, but she had not wanted to accept the failure. At. It was some old cartoon on the Cartoon Network. Halfway through, he heard the familiar motor-sound of Fred's van, a green van he called "The Mystery Machine." "Shaggy!" he heard Fred's voice calling.Shaggy willed himself to get up and left the house, Scooby close behind him, and entered the van through the back. As always, his other two friends, a redhead hottie named Daphne and a short, bookish girl named Velma, were also in the van. Daphne was in the passenger seat next to Fred (Shaggy wanted. What was also interesting was a lady he saw also doing some shopping at the market. The thing was that this middle age blond lady who had a nice figure was wearing the shortest white shorts. The back of her shorts looked like she had a “Wedgie.”The cheeks of her ass were hanging out of the shorts and she was receiving looks from everyone who was there. It didn’t seem to bother her that she was.On Tuesday just prior to noon his doorbell chimed. Opening the door he saw it was the tile estimator. To drink cool new drinks. To see all the fun people.But then she was whisked away by some dressed-to-kill vampire, and it had been too hard to follow her. The music was too loud and the lights were too shiny and bright, and there were too many people. I had a headache and I wanted to go home.I remember I closed my eyes to shut out the strobing lights and leaned my head back, my hand softly caressing my throat. That is when it all began.‘You look tired,’ a voice said behind me. I felt strong.