really are vampires in the dungeon.

Oh no! And here my fake Transylvanian accent (t for d, v for w),
my garlic bread and wearing a silver cross must really be in very
bad taste!

I sat in shock as a dessert platter of a young virgin was rolled out
- only the real thing would do for real vampires.

Also, the giddy excitment combined with the shock was just too
much. Or perhaps I had been exposed to too many garlic fumes...
Lord Mobius was granting my request, I would be getting the
fabulous French Maid outfit and corset, but huh a key? and a
chasity belt? I am already chaste and probably soon to be
chased.

I sit there perfectly well knowing what would come next, with shakey
hands I even manage to
spill my "blood" drink all over me, I sit there far out of the way,
covered in 'blood' about to watch something in real life with
real blood!

Jenny
white collar