"I know," she whispered back.We sat silently some time, trying to get used to this, trying to make the shift from friend to more. I wanted to speak, b...t I couldn't think of anything to say anymore. Or, more accurately, I could only think of one thing. My hand had fallen on her bare knee and the only thing I wanted in the world right then was to caress that skin. I dared not, though, for it could mean the end of this hug. The clock ticked, as my mind went back and forth, not sure for the first. You live on a street named after a gun, a rifle, and I snatched you at gunpoint. Life does have its coincidences, doesn't it?' Her lips were trembling and she felt she needed to confess. I had her birth certificate plastic card. 'Let's see. Born zero six, one seven, nineteen seventy one. Thirty seven, I thought you were forty, but still you look fantastic for thirty seven, but then you look great for any age.' She wasn't up for my compliments. I rooted through. He really was a good looking vampire the old which admitted silently. But then what vampire wasn't attractive? It was after all part of their hunting equipment."This is the best time for our type to be out with the humans; isn't that why you are here as well?"The old witch gave a dismissive little grunt as she looked around at the masses of people.There were all kinds here tonight, all in fancy dress, each trying to look more hideous than the last.The decrepit old witch was positively stunning. My fiancee Mikey was a sweet, sweet guy!!! But, the image of Big Mike seemed to always be there swaying in my mind’s eye!!! Tap…tap…tap… ‘Can I come in?’ my fiancee Mike, Jr. asked softly. ‘Of course not,’ I replied as I turned off the water. ‘This is our wedding day, I’ll see you when I start down the aisle!’ ‘Please,’ Mikey wheedled. ‘I missed you last night, please!’ ‘No,’ I repeated firmly as I toweled my F cups. ‘It was your choice to spend the evening at a batchelor’s night out with your.