There was no mistaking it – the preternatural speed of her movements, the uncanny ability to know what I was thinking and what I wanted, the way she...seemed to control us through suggestion…then this. Claudia…was a vampire and we were seemingly in serious danger. Ami was still breathing. Perhaps, I thought, Claudia could be reasoned with. ‘Please,’ I pleaded, ‘let us go. Don’t kill us.’ Claudia slid off the bed and removed the strap-on. ‘Kill you?’ she replied, a wicked smile crossing her. Who knew when he would see her next? And would he be able to make a move then? Week after torturous week passed. Finally the opportunity arose for Bill to drive Caroline’s bus again. It was a rainy, Friday afternoon and the original driver had called in sick. In all likelihood, Bill would be driving when she took the bus home after work. So, every time he pulled the bus to the curb at the depot, he watched through the rain for her to emerge. But, after several hours, the goddess he longed to. She looked at me puzzled.Happy anniversary Sweetheart," I said smiling as I hand her the roses very carefully.She took the roses from me as tears started to run down her cheeks, she put arms around me as Sarah took the roses, and gave me a big hug and kiss"I completely forgot about this, and I did not get you anything," She sobbed into my shoulder."That is ok, you will give me my gift in bed tonight," I informed her as I softly gave her a kiss.Sarah came back in with the roses in a vase, and. ." Well that's not necessarily a bad thing," grandma says. "It's not likeyou'd have to become a girl again to go on Robot Wars, or perform like onone of those Simon Cowell shows. Honestly, I'd be surprised if yourmother has even heard of Robot Wars." Well- yeah, but-" I argue."Well, you don't need to make a decision now," grandma says. "Plenty oftime to talk it over with your friends later. But now we don't want to belate for church, do we?" ...No," I sigh as I follow grandma down to her car,.