”“He's my Sire.”“He's our enemy.” Vampiress-Abigail straddled the real Abigail's waist, their naked breasts pressing together. The blood spl...ttering Vampiress-Abigail's body smeared on the real Abigail. “You need to break free.”“Why would I want to?”“Revenge.” Vampiress-Abigail savored the word. “For our murder. For our enslavement. For our love.”Vampiress-Abigail kissed the real Abigail. She moaned into the kiss, savoring the coppery blood on Vampiress-Abigail's lips.Damien's blood.For a. I'm pretty sure Lorraine plays flute and piano. Oh, and cello." Doesn't exactly fit with our image, does it?" We have an image?" Hope said."Well, alright. No, we don't, but the kind of music we play doesn't have flutes or cellos." So what do we do?" Well, we need a drummer, so we tell her that we were planning on holding auditions. We'll tell Marcus. That'll give him the time to get used to the idea, and it'll give us time to give Lorraine some music so she can decide if she's actually into. After your vacation, I want you to move to this area and hang your hat in the home office. This is where the VP of Sales should be. I’ll cover your moving expenses,’ Vaughn told him. ‘It won’t be much. I have been thinking about new furniture anyway and now is as good a time is any. I’d like to live in a complex that has a pool and exercise facilities,’ Cliff agreed. ‘Your best bet is near Valley Forge and Wayne. They have some nice complexes there and there s a big mall in that area. I’ll have. Janet had taken a new photo of herself (dressed in a spiffy business suit to match her new haircut) and Melanie planted the sucker in my room as a "sisterly" favor. Janet might as well have come into my room and pee'd all over the place to mark her territory. I looked at Rachelle and explained myself. I feared I had to relive my fiery argument with Janet all over again, but to my surprise, Rachelle didn't react as I expected.In an ironic twist, she confessed that she had been screwing around.