‘We drifted apart. He was more enthralled with the idea of ‘being in love’ than in being in love itself. We met again in Paris, always a favorit... city for vampires. Of all things, his aristocratic ways doomed him at the beginning of the French Revolution. I escaped because I had already been forced to abandoned France. ‘Why was that?’ ‘I had run low on money. I was working in a tavern as a bar maid. The wheel of life often comes full circle. I was approached by a man named Jean, who inquired if. I didn’t want to seem too anxious and also didn’t want to presume too much so I moved down to her legs. After working her legs I asked her to turn over and as she did I reached for the towel to give it to her so she could cover herself. She told me not to bother so I dropped it back to the floor.Though she normally has her clients move down the table after they turn over and place their head directly on the table, as she turned over she removed the head rest and then d****d her head over the. " She admitted."Well, didn't he fuck you?" "That's none of your business." She tried to sound a little indignant, but failed."Honey, you sure weren't gone very long." He stepped closer to her, pressed his side against her arm, put his hand on her thigh and whispered, "I just can't imagine that somebody that looks like you could be satisfied in twenty minutes or half an hour. If we go upstairs, you sure won't come back down in thirty minutes. That I can guarantee. Please come with me," he. Seemed with all the stuff going on I’d forgotten about writing my poem for summer school. Luckily, Sister Coulomb had given me till the next class to turn it in as I’d given her some lame excuse about working a lot. Not sure if she really bought it.The events of the last week gave me a lot of fodder to use for inspiration, though it took me most of the day to get a finished product. There were countless crumpled up papers in the trash can from work that I didn’t think was good enough.The end.