You're my sister. I'll love you no matter what." She laughed a little and added "I loved you even when I thought you hated me. This would be nothing."...Trina wrapped her arms around Bree and squeezed so tight she could barely breathe. Bree could feel her sister's relief in the hug. Then Trina leaned in and kissed Bree lightly on the cheek and went to her room. Bree watched her walk away trying not to focus solely on the way her wet clothes still clung to her skin. Trina turned and gave her a. “Do we have wait until it is the safe time in your cycle? And how reliable is that, anyway?”“I guess you are right,” she said. “When the time is right, we will work something out. Now let’s clean up the breakfast stuff.”We washed up our breakfast dishes, and put everything away. The others would be here in about thirty minutes; plenty of time to finish getting ready. We sat out in the living room, talking about nothing much in particular, when we saw the Earle’s big Ford pull up outside. Cathy. Big muscular forearms.“She’s OK. I like detective novels, and she gives the story a sexy twist.”“Sexy twist, eh?”“Yeah,” I said, looking straight at him, “the heroine sleeps with the guy who saves her from a very dangerous situation.”“I’ll bet the heroine wasn’t as cute as you,” Viking says with a big mile.“Maybe, maybe not. Her savior wasn’t like you though.”“No? How’s that?”“He’s a vampire.” Big smile. “Vampires don’t smell as good as humans do.”“How do you know? Can you tell how I smell from. I had been going out with boys for many months and enjoyed the regular visits to the cinema or on walks in the local hills. It was Ronnie who first got into my bra. He was the same age as me but delicately built, although small and wiry is probably a better description.We lay on a soft mossy bank surrounded by gorse bushes and he had been kissing me deeply for perhaps half an hour while trying to get inside my blouse. I sighed and laughed as I lay on my back (legs tightly closed of course) as.