’ He rasped. ‘Are you all right now?’ For a moment, Sammi forgot that she could speak. ‘Uh … er, yes. Thank you.’ ‘So why would a beauti...ul woman want to come see me?’ ‘Are you really a vampire, Mr. Roballo?’ ‘Yep. Was a farmer first. I sure miss the smell of freshly turned earth. Nothing like it in the world.’ ‘Do you know who bit you?’ ‘Nope, never had the pleasure of meeting him. I was plowing a section of field when someone grabbed me from behind and bit me. Never knew what happened. Went. It was not a call I could put off until morning.“Mother, it’s Chuck, are you wide awake?” I asked when she picked up the phone.“Chuck, why are you calling me at 2:30 in the morning? Why do I need to be awake?” She was almost hysterical in the sound of panic in her voice.“Eagle and Sara were killed last night. Probably by some child sex traffickers. The girls are under the Tribal Police protection. I am leaving as soon as I can get a flight to go retrieve them and bring them here. I know it’s. I'll take anyone into my dungeon, be they male or female, but it is fellow crossdressers that I prefer to humble the most. Yes, that is right. I said fellow crossdressers. What? You don't think your Mistress is really a male, and not the beautifully vicious vixen you're viewing? Let me tell you my story... I had been a crossdresser for all of my adult life, having startedwhile puberty was just making its first changes. For all I know, it may have been a slight variation in hormones that. Every doorway led to a dozen more;there had to be at least a hundred rooms under its gabled roof. Or so it seemswhen you're nine years old.The removalists finished about one in the afternoon. Eve paid them both an extratwenty for their services, then set about putting the kitchen in order. Chrissieand I stood on the front lawn, watching the Tracker's van rumbling off down theroad and wondering what to do next. We couldn't play inside; the house was achaotic sprawl of unopened boxes, even.