What kind of thing. Stan?" Umm. A party thing." A party?" Yeah, see ... my boss always has a Christmas party and I never go cause I never have a date ...nd I'm always sorta embarrassed, and I never know who to talk to and the one time I did go, I felt really alone, and I don't really want to go, but I sorta said I had a date, so..."The girl nodded her head slowly, her eyes blinked twice. "When is the party, master?" Saturday night." How do people dress for this party, Stan? Is it dressy, or. In less time than he'd expected, his plate was clean and a fresh coffee was before him."So," Elaina said, sitting across from him with her tea in hand. "Everything's set?" All we need now is the villain," he came back, anticipation coloring his voice. "She'll never know what hit her." Good," Elaina responded lightly. "I'm looking forward to this, actually. I've had doubts about this roommate since the first time Dawn mentioned her. Did you ever notice that Dawn never named her?"Rob was taken. His screams punctuated the feeling of complete horror, lust,and dying that his mind sent out. Marshall tried to clim to his feetonly to be possessed by a heat and a sharp pain in his head that senthim writhing on the ground. "Sorry champ. I need blood," the lustful voice said again.Marshall's inhibitions and focus slipped as a multitude of voicesswallowed him. He felt the first agent being sucked dry now, and feltthe lustful, dark voice slip forward for control as the voices. Life for me wasn’t as happy after the death of my son. I spent time taking care of my parents and teaching at college. I did a lot fewer computer set-ups. My heart wasn’t totally in it. Two years after the death of my son, I lost my father to a heart attack, within six months I lost my mother also. They said it was a heart condition but I know it was from a broken heart. My mom and dad lived most of their life together. They had what I always considered the perfect marriage. One could start a.