She headed for his bedroom and crashed on top of his bed.*Eddie wasn’t steady when he awoke. In fact, he felt like Dracula in sunny California. When...his eyes seemed like they could finally remain open, he glanced at the clock on the cable box above the TV. 10:47.“Oooohhhh,” he moaned groggily in the late morning, with a pounding headache.He sat on the edge of the sofa, desperately trying to remember anything about last night. He vaguely recalled answering the door when his mother arrived, then. It let out a low, rumbling growl, closing in slowly like a stalking tiger, preparing to pounce.Not too smart, how had the private security been unable to fell this thing? Was it just that they had been taken by surprise? He aimed his rifle at it, his sight scoping in on its black, distended jaws. Its skull was smooth, without any visible sensory organs, and it was ‘big’. He had never seen an animal so large. It was of little consequence, he thumbed his receiver and set the fire mode to burst,. She was in her mid-thirties, but certainly didn’t look particularly old nor were her breasts showing any sign of sagging. However, they were sufficiently large to oblige her to keep them uncovered most of the time, while directing the set or in her leisure time, because of the discomfort that most clothes caused to them. She was not a naturist though unlike several of the others involved in the production of the series. She almost always wore a skirt, shorts or trousers, and frequently. Someone would help me sit up, get to the table then get back to bed. I was usually out of it. Seems as if all I did was sleep. Very hazy about what was going on with every one. It almost seemed as if I was getting worse.My Mom was very attentive. She always made sure that I had something to eat if I missed a meal because I was asleep. She would help me into the bathroom where I sat even to pee. I was too unsteady on my feet to stand up.After a couple of weeks, I started to get a little more.