He coughed. "We're almost to the safe house," he said in a deeper voice. She giggled and he raised an eyebrow at her. "Its normal," she said. "You hav... a rash on your neck. You might want to switch to silk or polyester until your skin gets better." He scratched his neck. "Uh, thanks. I think," he said. "Are you taping down your breasts?" she asked. He turned beet red. "I don't have breasts!" he yelled at her in a fury that made her move away from him. "I...I...I'm sorry," she stammered. "It's. We were both depressed and it was a sad place to live. I tried to make her laugh as often as possible and I tried to be good and stay out of troubleI come from an affectionate family. We hug and kiss eachother on the cheeks and always say we love you to one another. After daddy died mom and I would comfort each other as best we could. We cuddled on the couch when we watched tv at night before bed, washed each other's backs when we showered, rubbed one anothers shoulders and sometimes sleep in. She took a few more steps, and she was inside the vampire's lair. And with a solid boom that felt very much like the lid being closed on her own coffin, Annabelle closed the door behind her."Come on out, girls!" Annabelle called. "Our guest has arrived!"Like rabbits out of their burrows, one girl after another began appearing from various doors around the lobby. Some were dressed normally; others wore only red silk kimonos. They all began gathering around her, most with eager smiles on their. He was the perfect guy to watch the game with. I flagged him over, shook hands and told him "Looks like we're both too late to get a seat." "Looks that way," he replied. I'm not sure my legs will last the entire game." "I'm not sure either. I may just call it a day and watch the game at home," I replied. "Fuck it," he said. "Let's stop at the store, get some beer and watch it at my place. I'm only five minutes away." I liked the idea. I didn't want to see the game alone and buying beer was.