"I'm fine, thank you," smiled Inez in response to my mother's concerned questioning. "These symposiums are interesting, but they take a lot out of me.... I've been driving all day," I fibbed, "and I guess my battery's on low, too."I certainly didn't relish having to lie like that, but in this case, there's no doubt it was for the greater good.We spent the night in my old bedroom. Having my sweetie in my arms in the sanctuary of my childhood was akin to being encased in a womb. I knew, however,. "My dagger flashed across my left palm and I felt the sting of the cut. Bright red blood dripped onto the lush grass beneath me and then I heard a musical giggle. When I looked up, there was a hauntingly beautiful girl/woman before me."You are already my creature, Sean. You have been from the start and a few drops of your blood will make no difference. I have watched over you and helped you when necessary. It seems you need that help again now, but you simply had to ask for it. This elaborate. He said that he'd love to and i told him that they could stay in our spare room so the girls could share a taxi home . We texted the girls the plan and they thought it was a great idea ! As the night progressed and a few beers later we got round to talking about each others sex lives , you know what he likes and what she likes . Dave told me how Jenny likes to shave his cock and balls for him and that he was only too happy to oblige as it sent her mad for cock ! I confessed that i had only. Then the dream morphed to something more ominous that was all sounds and strangeness, it was the kind of dream that comes to get you during the night, leaving little or no explanation and little or no sense but only a vague feeling of unease in the morning, when it is remembered, if it is remembered at all. Lately, Kate Willman had been spending more and more time working evenings like this on ideas for the menu. She was the owner and executive chef of Morton’s, a successful and popular local.