Natalie had been trying for years to make it as a legitimate actress, but to no avail. She was a beautiful, sensuous woman, nobody denied that, and sh... had excellent talent. But the world of acting is competitive, and the young thespian was barely able to pay the bills. She had gotten a few jobs here and there, but nothing really able to support her. Then she heard about Live from another actress named Bianca. Bianca was a 30 year old redhead with breasts slightly smaller than Natalie?s - but. He got his shirt and pants off along with his shoesand socks. He heard Sarah tell him to get his underwear off and shewould help him into his bedclothes. He got his underwear off andshe told him to lift first his right foot and then his left foot.He felt her pull something that felt different up his legs. Hecould feel an uneven edge on whatever she had pulled up his legs.He felt with his hand and it felt like whatever it was it was madeof nylon. Then his fingers felt the lace. He knew he had. I opened my eyes. "Huh?"Robbie was towering over me. Not hard, since I was lying flat on my back in bed."You think you're smart." Good morning to you," I said and looked at the clock. A few minutes after eight."Well?" she glowered. Robbie definitely had glowering down pat."Yeah, I think I'm smart. Fourth in my class so far. I think my GPA is like twelfth in the school. Something like that." That's not what I mean and you know it." Robbie, it's eight in the morning. Until twenty seconds ago I. Sicko.Corpses are pretty, though. But I'm a corpse myself so I'm allowed to think so, and you aren't. So get out of the morgue and into the sunshine, why don't you, unless you work in the morgue - in which case would you help me do my makeup?Which brings me to another point: VAMPIRES ARE NOT JUST CORPSES. Ignore everything I've just said up to this point, I was just funnin' you, 'cause it's all bullshit and most vampires consider the word corpse to be a racial slur, kind of, if vampires were a.