“How many were taken?” Mikael asked, his head bobbing up from between her legs.“Two master- ooh- just like you asked,” she shuddered as he ran...his tongue along her shaven lips once more, the very tip delving millimetres into the glistening honey-pot before him.“Ages?” he asked,“Both thirteen, lord, as per your request,” Mikael nodded, then, before she could open her mouth, he thrust his tongue deep into her soaking cunt, wriggling it like a trapped worm squirming for a way out.Mikael’s tongue. I am afraid that, because of my clumsiness, your beautiful white leather couch is now stained with lemonade. I really am sorry."She nodded with understanding. "I understand, Mr. Shepard." She turned her eyes to Cathy, who remained before me. "Is you ankle all right now, honey?" Yes, mom."She sighed. "I apologize for my temper, Mr. Shepard. Sometimes I am too protective of Cathy here." She ruffled her daughter's hair affectionately. She returned her attention to me. "And don't worry about the. He was a real person that I used to know quite well. Although his name is synonymous with Vampires, he wasn't the first, nor the last Vampire. He is simply known better today, because he was very careless. Today there are over three thousand Vampires in the world. They do exist." "Are you one?" I asked. Her face remained stoic as she replied "I'll answer with an allegory that I found in your books. You don't believe in Vampires. Therefore, I can't exist. If you see me, then I can't be. " and he kissed her forehead and left the room. But she was worried! And felt uneasy and confused. She wished she could just remember!The cops sat with her and explained to her that she had a husband but now her husband was dead. She looked down at the gold wedding band on her finger. They explained how he had been searching for her and obviously became despondent when he couldn't find her and so he committed suicide. And how Eric had found her and brought her into his home to take care of her..