The hand warm and soft. "You will be fine. You are dead, nothing can hurt you now." She smiled softly. As his tears turned to sobs, the angelic woman ...ncircled his head with her slim arms and pressed him to her bosom.He cried to himself, almost as a baby would. The loss of his family and friends; the fact that he would miss his eldest daughter's university graduation; his son's hockey games; and his wife's kisses. Everything that the man had known is gone.Though, the hard pointy nipple pressing. First Traditon-The Masquerade:Thou shall not reveal thy true nature to those not of the Blood.Doing such shall renounce thy claims of Blood.Second Tradition-The Domain:Thy domain is thine own concern.All others owe thee respect while in it.None may challenge thy word while in thy domain.Third Tradition- The Progeny:Thou shall only Sire another with the permission of thine Elder.If thou createst another without thine Elder's leave, both thou and thy Progeny shall be slain.Fourth Traditon- The. We had another coffee for the road."One more thing," he said as I was leaving. "When Aine tells you thatshe has seen her real Dad you should take this as a warning to cut backon the coffee and cigarettes or you will be dead in a year. But untilthen the cigarettes and coffee will help you. Goodbye."I went home with my head racing with all the things Mr Jones had told me.I wrote down everything I could remember in a book I wrote Aine's nameon. I would be setting wheels in motion tomorrow. I told her that I have enjoyed my share and have had sex with close to 10 different girls till date but none regularly for which she turned around and saw me from top to bottom and her eyes was fixed on my dick and she told me true and looks like you have not had it for a very long time now and started laughing for which I said YA it’s been close to a year now and I masturbate every day to keep me cool at the same timeI told her shall I massage her legs also for which she said looks like there.