Tomorrow there would be little presents tied to the branches, I knew.We played some of the gentler parlour games, guessing games and such. Noblind man...s buff for the invalid girl!It was great fun, but my father detected something amiss. "Is theresomething you lack, that might make you happy on this occasion?" heasked solicitously.I considered; Why had my smile slipped? Then I realised. "It is Dot," Isaid simply. "I miss her."They nodded and gave me sympathetic hugs. Little did they understand. He needed her credentials to enter the blood bank and to steal blood. Blood is what kept Stanley alive. Even though he was dead.The plan was he’d take her home and make love to her. While she was asleep, he’d borrow her credentials and steal the necessary blood he needed. It wouldn’t be very hard to do this. Iris was an introvert and didn’t speak to many people. Stanley was charming and quite handsome. Perhaps, he’d use some of the cool vampire tricks that he’d mastered over the last one. My confidence grew -- slightly.We established a rhythm -- it felt as if we'd invented it, right there on the spot, but I knew better. We weren't the first, and wouldn't be the last. It was a dance as old as the human race, and we were in perfect step.Geneva's body was telling me that any misgivings she had been nursing about consenting to her first sexual encounter were long-forgotten. She was giving herself over to this coupling as if the future of the human race depended upon it. Presumably,. I did willingly. At first I sucked her slowly, but she obviously wanted to pick up the pace, as she grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down while starting to buck up against me. Soon she was fucking my face with some fury, and though I gagged a few times as her cock hit the back of my throat, I was enjoying it thoroughly.The subway car stopped again, and this time a guy got on the car. I just caught sight of him out of the corner of my eye, but I could see him stop in amazement. At first.