The demon must have been asleep, however, for there was no internal conflict.The demon must have been asleep, however, for there was no internal conflict. I sighed in relief, and let the woman go. She wobbled on her feet. "Sit and sleep, you will remember only that you called the locksmith from here." When the locksmith called my office, I woke the woman and sent her on her way. I settled back in to work. What had seemed obscure and impossible two hours ago became elementary, and the bug was eradicated in less than 15 minutes. Shortly before midnight, I was done. It was time to go home to my wife. The blood snack I'd had was charging me up. I was happy, energetic and feeling rambunctious. I grabbed a bottle of chilled champagne and two glasses from the market on my way home. Victoria wasn't at the door when I came into the apartment, so I immediately headed for the bedroom, humming happily and loudly. The champagne and glasses fell to the floor as I turned the corner. Victoria was in bed naked. Straddling, and rocking back and forth on top of some young blond dude. The noise made the guy turn his head, and his eyes grew wide at the sight of me. "Whut th'fuck is -- aack!" Victoria quickly bit him, and I heard her say, "Sleep," as I turned to leave. The apartment door shut behind me as I fled, and Victoria's yell of "DAVID!!!" was muffled. I turned into a bat and streaked into the sky, blinking back tears. I was flying virtually blind, and felt extremely betrayed. "HOW COULD SHE??? IT HASN'T EVEN BEEN A FUCKING MONTH!" I bellowed against the rushing air. I circled the city numerous times while I tried to make sense of Victoria's actions. As I flew, the wind began to answer my sobbed questions, singing in response. It was a soft, gentle melody, unlike the symphony that had played when I flew the first time. |