.. a vampire, Charles? Did you kill Dad?” Chelsea asked me directly.“Yes, twice, in fact. First by draining him after one fight ... and then by st...king him after he arose as one of my kind. Once drained and killed, a mortal becomes one of us, though he or she doesn’t emerge until after dusk. I don’t know the rules about underage mortals, though. I didn’t turn vampire until yesterday, so I’m not taking any chances. I will not attempt to turn anyone under the age of eighteen, in case they die. And yes, Charlie Zero paid for his women, simply because he refused to kill for them, as that’s what most women secretly desired. Granted that he thought killing men to have his choice of women was worth every bit of soft skin moving on top of his in the middle of the night, but in no way would Charlie ever kill a man, whether a woman wanted him to or not. It certainly wasn’t the fault of women that he had to kill other men, as women were naturally predisposed to want no other solution, and if. So now we're all ready to start that game we spoke about."The husbands were pleading with their eyes. Pleading for information.For good news. For an end to their quivering anticipation. They got thefirst and third, but not that good news for which they were silentlybegging.Marge continued, "Are you three fairies familiar with a game called..."She really did enjoy stretching out those tormenting final seconds. "...called ..." The woman was just plain being naughty. "... called TenMinutes. She was a sight to behold. I noticed that despite her being well tanned, she had no strap lines, suggesting she sunbathed topless.I don't have to add that this view would always send my dick spiraling upwards, and rendering it impossible to pee. I would give up with a laugh and a shrug, while seeing her smile apologetically.We had a good relationship, being brought together at the age of eighteen by our parents, my dad, and her mum, whom she took after in the looks department. My mother had.