He was very new, perhaps a month old, certainly no more than two or three, I thought. Michel loved him, or he wouldn't have turned the boy, but it was...'t sexual affection, not in a human sense.I knew Michel very well, or as well as a human could know a vampire, and he wasn't excited by his own sex, but that was hardly a requirement for love. They'd share their intimacies with others, with the women that they fed on, or with their devotions, minions and slaves like myself. So Paschal would feel. I was in a desperate hurry, hoping it might be true that Fulala and I might at last communicate. I wanted to find out more about her.I watched Fulala as she admired the scenery of the beautiful island. I saw her looking at the gangs of black workers we passed, sometimes a look of hope, then disappointment at seeing none of her own people, I supposed.The plantation owner was a pleasant character, he showed no hesitation in inviting us both into his home and offering refreshment. No sooner had I. At this time i was aroused , so i told her that if i tutor her now we can have less thing to slow any of this down. she then kissed me on my cheek. within weeks we officially came out to the school saying we were together. i was amazed how easy school got at this point now that i only had one girl in my life to worry bout. Our first date was different from others, i took her to a 4th of July city picnic. we had fun but once that was over i walked her through the park , it had to be after. I’ve been thinking about that too. OK, it’s a plan.”I didn’t see her much the week before we headed to campus. She had a lot of goodbye fucking to do. It was OK since I would be sleeping with her all night every night real soon. That would be great!We got settled in, having to figure out whose stuff went where in the small one-bedroom place. Neither one of us had ever shared such close quarters before. It was wonderful, though, to fuck ourselves to sleep and wake up to a morning piece without.