You might be able to go into county politics if you want. It would be good to have you as a commissioner, someone that could look out for this area ou... here." I'll think about it, Betty," I said, thinking politics and me were not compatible. "But I have to tell you, it will probably be just thinking about it."Shirley offered, "You know those guys get paid for their position. I don't know how much it is, but anything is a lot for a guy in your shoes." That's a little different then, Shirley,. Peter and Paul were either side partly looking sideways on. All were dressed in casual slacks and open shirts of red, white and blue showing their hairy, muscular chests. Oh, boy, were they handsome.They were horrible models and I had to resort to photographs but this was OK when they produced the 3D images of exactly what I was painting. It did make my job easier and their’s was win, win. I even had the 3D image enlarged to place it with the painting. The painting I had painted with so much. He would strangle his mother the next time he saw her. Instead he drove around and pulled up in front of Nikki Bradshaw. She, as Hailey had two months earlier, looked at his car with disgust.“You can walk for all I give a shit,” Phil said. “Now either get in or call a cab.”“Ugh!” Nikki huffed.“Where are we going?” Phil wondered.“Downtown,” Nikki replied petulantly.“Yeah, I got that,” Phil said. “Downtown encompasses about 10 square miles. I think we need to be a little more precise if we want. My name is Vladimir Dracul, last of the original vampires. Youre here because you now belong to me. And what I did to you was claim you as mine forever. My head was swimming. Vampires… They couldnt be real….could they? What do you mean, I belong to you? Im not something you can own like a piece of meat! I started heading towards the door way but before I could take two steps towards the door, his hand wrapped around my throat and he was growling in my ear. Darling, you misunderstood. I did not.