The same routine continued – legs, thighs, abdomen, chest and neck. Now she said that the massage would be more effective without the shorts and req...ested me to remove the same. I gave in and asked her to pull it down with a wink. She pulled my shorts down my legs and when she did that, the flimsy disposable underwear too came off in a flash! She was embarrassed! And so was I. There was an awkward silence. She realized what had just happened and sincerely apologized. And put my shorts back. I. I liked her, and perhaps, she liked me. After a time,we said goodbye, and she went back to her friends.I couldn't have told her who I was, of course. She never would havebelieved me, and a careless word from me and the family would havedrugged her or worse to keep their secret, but there was another, moreimportant reason I let her go:Modesty was in her prime; she would never be more beautiful, but shehad aged three years. By human terms I had aged less than two months.There wasn't a woman on. He felt he’d lost an ally in her. She really made him believe she wanted to become a vampire… ‘Of course I do silly,’ she said poking him in the ribs adding, ‘You foreigners don’t know what to think about American girls do you,’ she laughed. ‘I guess not Kitty.’ They were leaning against a building when she put one foot up against the wall behind her. Her pleated skirt rose to above mid-thigh. When she saw him looking at her, she took hold of her skirt’s hem, raising it higher on her thigh,. I would marry you in a second, but I know you have many women already. All of us want to be your wives and will be if you want."Since this lady would soon be married to another, I said, "Please be the best wife you can be and always be faithful to your man. I hope you have a wonderful life and raise lots of babies."The girl hugged me tightly and said, "That is what I wanted to hear more than anything. You loved me, and you're now giving me away to my husband to be. My parents are gone and you.