“Sounds like our sort of place,” Polly grinned.“Fuck it’s good to be in a country where people look like us and speak English,” Doris smiled... swigging a gin and tonic and sucking on a cigarette.“Well sort of ... Hey Mate!” Mary giggled.“Yeah but all the blokes look healthy and tanned. I want one!” Polly laughed.“Well let’s finish these drinks and go and get one. I fancy a quick shag then out on the town,” Michele beamed.The girls clinked their glasses together in agreement.It was early evening. Then it dawned on her, the children's desire for each other, their boredom in the house, a search for release and entertainment. Perhaps Maria had caught them together. Her mind raced, setting up situations, tearing them down, building towers of fantasy on the flimsiest foundations.She wrapped herself tighter in the sheets and shuffled into the corner of the bed. She thought of her mother, Nikki, Switzerland and the safety of her bedroom. Mentally, she toured the room, opening drawers, finding. . eating ... drinking ... anything other than ... blood ... no more pissing and shitting, no more having to wipe my ass, no more periods, no more risk of pregnancy and STIs? But no more sunlight, garlic, silver, that kind of thing? And I have to obey you at all times and have to fuck and kill whoever you say. I can live with that trade-off! Damn it, thank you ... Daddy! Daddy Roger, I mean!” Fiona confessed breathlessly as I screwed her ruthlessly over the bathroom sink.“You want my spunk,. Adjusting to L glowing in amorous situations, and invisible hands holding me down while she had her way was easier to adjust to than I would have thought.I was stunned the morning after my first sexual experience with L, but my housemate removed any thought that glowing or invisible helpers were worse than a rash in a tender place. I walked into my house that afternoon to find a hypnotized housemate in the living room; L was lying naked on the couch flipping through channels. I gave my.