I was not alone in this, there were other boys who persecuted Dildo, there were a few girls who did too, but I was the worst. He was such a wimp, the ...ype who could not say boo to a goose, and he brought out the sadist in me. I grew out of such behaviour, thankfully, but back then I was pretty terrible. I was relentless. Dildo was not completely safe even when a teacher was around and at other times, during breaks, in the lunch hour, the periods just before school and just after, it was open. That's why I had hoped the summer away from home would be welcome relief. Mom was well aware of the nightmare I was experiencing and in order to help make me feel a bit better, she contacted an old friend who owns a farm in Kentucky to see if she was up for a visit. One day, not too long before the school year ended, Mom said Addie called back and was excited that we would by visiting with her. She comforted me by saying, "This could be just what the doctor ordered." Mom assured me the time. .. that’s not an easy question to answer,” I said. She hadn’t brought out that filleting knife and I was beginning to get interested in the fact that this was a conversation, and not a screaming match. “I mean I’d never hurt her on purpose, nor would I allow any harm to come to her. I like her for sure. She’s bright and friendly and smart and I like being around her.” I looked back at Shirley. “I guess I’d have to say I’m not too sure what love feels like.”Shirley was looking at me with her. The sun meant death. Its light was fire reduced to its most pure essence.And purity was deadly to a vampire.But Abigail didn't fear for her own safety. Dawn lay a few minutes away and already she had pulled the car into the sanctuary of the parking garage. The dark, man-made cavern was lit by the impure, flickering florescent lights.Abigail feared for her husband's safety.It was a small kernel buried in the depths of her soul, that tiny bit of her not bound up by the chains of her Sire's will..