The Vampire's Daughter

A story about a young girl named Susan who is taken in by Sabastian, the vampire that killed her mother. New readers should start with Book One.

Thursday, December 29, 2005

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Mary rose late the next night. She walked downstairs to find Sol in the living room.

Sol looked up from the chair in which he was reading as she walked in and asked, "What happened to you, you look horrible?"

"Nothing happened, but I feel awful." She flopped down on the couch.

"So the way you look and feel has nothing to do with the brothel?"

"I don't think so, not directly anyway.

"Mina and some of her coven showed me what they do. I even fed off of one of their clients. That's what they call their victims."

"Wouldn't livestock be more appropriate?" Sol asked, interrupting Mary.

"Actually, yes, it would be. They trick their customers into thinking they are having sex and then take just enough blood to survive. Kind of like blood cows."

"The victims don't notice the cuts?"

"That's the best part, they drink from their victims' genitals in such a way that the marks are, well, not noticed."

"They drink from their victims' genitals? That's strangely erotic and gross all at the same time."

"I agree."

"You did this?"

"Yeah."

"Willingly?"

"Yeah."

"What was it like?"

"Well, the guy I drank from was kind of fat, so it took a little effort to get into the right position, but it was just like drinking from anyone else. Only I had to stop well before I killed him.

"I got the same feelings that I do with a kill, just he's still alive. Mina says that next time, I'll be able to control his thoughts."

"He was fat?" Sol asked.

"Yes."

"This is none of my business, but did you, you know, sleep with him?"

"It is none of your business, but yes I did. It was part of the process. I needed to understand and feel his desires so I could use them against him the next time."

"How big was he?" Sol asked.

"You're having fun with me," Mary shot back.

"No, no. I'm interested in understanding."

"Well, he was pretty big."

"Interesting. What's it like to sleep with a fat man?"

"O.K., now your playing," Mary said, as she stood up to leave."

"No, please, you misunderstand. It just doesn't seem like you would have sex with fat people under normal circumstances."




[Copyright Reuben Gregg Brewer, 2005. All rights reserved.]
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