You would have thought I had kicked her in the stomach. I thought she was going to stop breathing."Are you alright Barb?" I asked with concern. "Liste..., I said you didn't have to answer. I just wondered. You know me... Miss nosy. Forget I asked."She took a big gulp of coffee. Then another. Color seemed to drain back into her face."I masturbate," she blurted out. "I masturbate almost every day... sometimes twice a day. Is that what you wanted to know? Well... now you know."It was my turn to look. One of the young working witches was humming, although Mike couldn't make out the tune, so he watched her as she took care of business. She had unbelievable breast length hair. The color went from platinum to raven to red to orange with every color in between and was distributed in a way that had no streaks and seemed to create highlights. She wore a mint t-shirt and a Kelly green A line skirt that was about an inch above her knees. There was a flower design on her "t". Her sneakers were also. Two ladies in white coats came over and got to work on my hands andfeet. Soon, my toenails were coated in a dainty shade of pale pink, andmy short, bitten fingernails were unrecognizable, my amateurish coat ofpink polish replaced with shiny, medium-length acrylic tips. I looked atmy hands in disbelief as Cheryl returned to lead me back to the washingstation."French tips are so pretty and grown-up, don't you think?" she asked."Yeah, they're great," I whimpered."You're so lucky, my mother would. " He leaned back on the bed, gazing intently at her. Those deep green eyes made her shiver and she smiled. "I am Malachi of The Earth and Wind. I'm a vampire and I'm 249 years old. I have been looking for you for a very long time." He sat up and braced his arms on bare legs. "It wasn't my intent to drive you nuts but I had to find you somehow and dreams were the best way." "I don't understand any of this," she said and slid down next to him, letting their naked bodies connect. He leaned over.