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But a lot of them begged. He cleared his throat and fidgeted. Even under spotted fur and yellow kitty-cat eyes, the hunger showed through. It was a peaceful emptiness, like gazing out to a horizon of just water and sky.

He took in a big drag on the cig and made the tip glow bright. 80I drove home thinking about vampires. Even if he was only my pomme de sang he wouldn't be nothing to me, Richard. He gave me a slow, lazy blink, and his eyes were a dark, wolf amber, almost brown, but I knew the difference.