Slowly i bring the wrist to shoulder height, you instinctively move your free handto the same position, I move my hand to lock your free hand in place...s i lean down toward toward your neck only then do you break your gaze,you lean your head back letting your eyes close you let the feeling, the presence,envelop you.caressing the soft skin of your neck with my lips sends shutters though your body, leaning your head to give me better access you snap back to realitywho is this man? How has he done. I looked around, counting. Twenty cultists. Some with torches. I might escape but the odds weren't in my favor, as weakened as I was, best to play along for now."I am perfectly mobile." Dry, sibilant, hissing forth in a whisper from a long-unused voicebox. "Who are you?"The vampire looked confused for a moment, then worried. He looked to one of the cultists and with no answer forthcoming bowed again. "We are the Watchers of the Dragon, milord. For a thousand years my ancestors have sought and. I gave her the low down and she said that I should drop Misty up there ASAP; Misty would be serving breakfasts in the morning.When I told Misty I saw the first real smile on her face since I had met her. I really wished I were a few years younger. But I had gathered she was about twenty. I'm thirty-eight, almost old enough to be her dad.We couldn't leave Plymouth until four in the afternoon as I had to have my legal break before I could drive again. So we walked to a nearby Supermarket that. The McKesson family fans and the conspiracy theorists alike.I had stronger memories of the little garden in the back and I found myself not wanting to go back there and shatter them, even if they weren't my memories to begin with."It doesn't seem like much," I said softly."It's not, in and of itself. The people were the important part, not the place. That's usually true anywhere you go." I suppose," I admitted. "What's next?" The Green Horn Creek house." Serenity did a careful but quick 180.