The Visitor: Vampire Erotica. Various

Cicely answered her.

      She got out of the car, to find Dave already standing by his own, with a hang-dog expression on his face.

      ‘I – I thought … my Mistress.’

      ‘Go home,’ Cicely urged. ‘You can’t come here, this is where we live.’

      ‘I live only to serve my Mistress,’ he replied.

      ‘We could do with a houseboy,’ the Baroness spoke from behind.

      ‘No we could not,’ Cicely answered firmly.

      ‘I don’t see why not,’ the Baroness went on. ‘It would certainly be a help to have somebody around during the day.’