God Bless The American Spectator.

People Fidget. They Are Compelled To Look Engaged In An Activity, Or Purposeful. Vampires Can Just Occupy Space Without Feeling Obliged To Justify It.

If I Have To Choose Between You And Me - I Like Me Better.

My Eyes Flew Open, And I Pushed Back Against Rock-hard Shoulders. I Let Out A Little Squeak Of Horror. "it's Me," Said A Familiar Voice. ..."eric, What Are You Doing Here?" "snuggling.

May I Search It?" She Asked. "we Screen For Weapons." I Stared At Her, Always A Risky Thing To Do To A Vampire. "of Course Not. I Have No Weapons.

You Were So Sweet When You Didn't Know Who You Were.