Thank you!They call me their animal and I obey. I hate that I like it. They think I belong on my knees in front of them, my legs spread and my breasts...bare… The trouble is, I have come to the conclusion that they may be right.The old world, the human world, seems so far away now.This all started when I went with my friend to new vampire bar. It was past midnight and I was tired. My friend and I had come to the bar out of sheer curiosity. To dance. To drink cool new drinks. To see all the fun. In her former life the shoes that she bought were always the most fashionable if not the most comfortable that she could find. All her friends were always jealous of how her parents let her spend many hundreds of dollars on her footwear, at all times she was the trend setter. Now however, whenever someone looked at her one of the initial things that they noticed was the ridiculously uncomfortable footwear she wore, something that they would only expect on a stripper and then only when she was. " Mom, Dad, I have news. I'm cleaning out my apartment tonight. I'll be out to eat something and to help with chores in the morning. I'm on my way to Florida. They are going to have a place for me there when I get out of my truck. They wanted to fly me and my stuff and ship my truck, but I'm driving so I know that I'm moving on. So is it going to be all right to raid the fridge about eight?"I could hear the smile in my wonderful mom's voice as she responded, "Of course, Sal. I'll make sure. My approach to finding a new apartment was to decide how much rent I thought I'd be comfortable with, then look to see what I could find in that price range. What I found were places in parts of town that I'd prefer not to live in, buildings that were coming apart at the seams, and older apartment neighborhoods with lots of Harleys parked on the street. I was feeling more than discouraged after two weeks of concerted looking and starting to get a stomach ache about the whole thing.Returning.