I would have labeled that ‘ironic’, if I was still human. I sometimes wonder, if I was persecuted more then for being a heretic, or more now, for ...eing a vampire. It is said he lives in an age of enlightenment, but man still fears the darkness. It is my soul’s fate to be persecuted, I suppose. Or my body’s, since my soul no longer exists. (If it ever did.) Why did Torquemada choose to spare me from death? Was he ‘sparing’ me at all? Or did he think that un-death was the greater punishment for. He was so grateful for the release.I enjoyed the small climaxes he gave me but they were unnecessary. An eight-incher had reamed and plundered my crotch after lunch as part of client-satisfaction protocol, ie, to make a big sale. My dinner partner carried a thick seven-incher which had deep-fucked me to several good ones too. But they were not there to give me a little pre-sleep relaxation. That’s what my husband was for and he knew it.He gets to fuck me on Sundays, holidays, and special ones. Went to undergrad with him.’ ‘That’s right…Jimmy’s my cousin. Did you find your keys by the way?’ ‘Yeah, in a most unlikely place. I’m Maryam O’Malley, obviously. OK, now, what’s your assessment of this company?’ ‘Pretty strong revenue growth, bleeding cash, they’ll need some influx of capital pretty soon or they’ll have some problems, and…’ ‘Tell me something we don’t know…’ ‘It’s all pretty straightforward, I get that. Nowhere did I see any type of strategic plan, and…’ ‘Let me give you an. Sage replied with the access code and apartment number. He downed his drink quickly then refilled the stemless wineglass. He waited patiently for his new friend to arrive peeking through the blinds at the parking lot.Another message came through from Don. This one informed Sage that he had just entered the parking lot.Sage saw a dark blue 2013 Ford F-150 pull into a spot outside of his building. He spotted a tall dark-skinned man in grey sweatpants, a long-sleeve graphic tee, and a fitted.