In the half-light I could see he was wearing a black ski-mask covering everything except for his mouth and eyes, boring into me like lasers. I had sto...ped dead and shook with fright as the man towered over me. I could actually hear my heart beating like a drum, the hair on the back of my neck tingling with fear, legs trembling at what was to come. He was easily over six foot, much taller than me. I nearly fainted but decided I just had to try to control myself. I shook back my long brown hair. I had been transformed from a mortal man to a creature of the night, a vampire.Sure, there was a price to pay, a few of them in fact. I was no longer free to walk in daylight at all. I was relegated to the moon, never to see the Sun on my face again unless I had a death wish. And I would not get to eat my old favorite foods. And no garlic, of course, but that was a given. I looked up at Eddie Fournier and shook hands with him as I awaited release from his authority as Maker.“Well, before I. He was about six to seven inches and medium thickness, and right now as hard as forged steel with pre-cum beading on the tip. Vicky wished she could kneel down and take him in her mouth; to taste him and explore all of the bumps and veins with her lips and tongue. Instead, she looked back into his blue eyes and took him in her hand, her thumb over the top and fingers underneath, stroking and relishing the throbbing power as she gently squeezed. Still holding Bob’s gaze, she released his. It created a little cleavage; created theillusion that Paul had small breasts. Doctor Marks carefully examinedboth of Paul's nipples. Paul got all goose bumpy when she touched hisnipples."You are right Paul. Your nipples are rather red and swollen. I thinkyou need something to support them; something to keep your shirts fromrubbing on them and making them sore." What do you suggest Doctor Marks? Do I need to start wearingundershirts?" No an undershirt will not really help. Please do not.