I grimly held my breath until the next stop when I ducked out and ran to the next car. The relief of escaping that smell made me smile as I hung onto ...he rail.As usual, I glanced around the car, seeing a mass of humanity. Young, old, pretty, not so pretty. I found, as I often did, a pairing that I could try to figure out. The older punk rocker type with a little girl, cute as could be, sitting next to him chatting excitedly. The family carrying lots of bags across the way. The tourists trying. This will not happen to me. Or Serge. We are both prettier than Tanya, and smarter. I know I will only do this for so long, and then find work as a real model in Paris or Italy, and live as a man. This I do not say to her, because she has a hot curling iron in her hand.That night, Svetlana comes to bed looking beautiful, still with makeup, wearing a nightgown she has again borrowed from the wardrobe. Again, she wants to practice on me. Only this time, she insists I practice on her. And. Especially her family, the priest threatened. Her disobedience would cause her to be taken from her family. He threatened that her parents would be excommunicated and everyone in her family would descend into Hell. Despite his threats she could endure no more. She would not go to church and Father Bernard, no, never again.Madeline sat on the bed, reaching out to her thirteen year old daughter, horrified that Marilee must have endured years of abuse at the hands of their most trusted family. "Hugh's face curled up in a snarl, exposing his fangs. Rob thought they looked longer than Elaina's. Maybe it was because she was woman and had cuter fangs. Regardless, they would still do the job. Elaina snarled back, exposing her fangs. Rob revised his estimate and decided her fangs were just as dangerous.Rob eased farther into the alley while the two vampires snarled at each other, stopping halfway between them with his back to the wall.Hugh suddenly smiled and waved a hand at Rob, showing.