you have to play it out sometimes.

You won't find a vampire in a Ford Fiesta

I felt like a car that had only been operated by one driver… a car its new prospective buyer was determined to take to the Daytona 500.

But there's a juicy artery in your groin," he said after a pause to regroup, his voice as slithery as a snake on a slide. "Don't you talk dirty," I told him. "I won't listen to that.

I dipped into his brain. He wasn't happy that I wasn't wearing a bra, because my boobs distracted him. He was thinking I was a bit too curvy for his taste. He was thinking he'd better not think about me that way anymore. He was missing his wife.

i hate not knowing what i did." _Eric

Woo woo, secret vampire stuff!