Hi Mum, it's Sammy (clone 47 - part 6)

I was invited to a party by Lucille. I accepted, of course. A house of potential snack material, it will be most entertaining.

I don't know why it was a swimsuit party. There is no pool or even a hot tub in the house or even close by. Well, since I'm here, I should see who looks tastiest in the house.

Hmmm, such a tasty morsel.

"Hello, I'm Sam. You could call me the Beast. And you would be my Beauty?"

She giggled. "No, I'm MJ. Pleased to met you, Sam."

MJ truly is a beauty, and I look forward to making her acquaintance further.

However a guest should always pay their respects to the hostess.

"Lucille, my dear, dear lady."

"Sam, you came."

"How could I refuse the request of a lovely lady?"

"How do you like the party?"

"Simply delightful, dear lady. But I was wondering."

"Yes Sam?"

"Might I have a nibble, dear lady?"

"You know I can't refuse you, you lovely lad."

I left the party and headed straight for work.

I've already worked my way up to the Minor Leagues now. Thank god for leaving the toddlers behind. There seem to be a few adult around who are sensitive to a vampire but fewer of them randomly scream when I'm close.

Of course, there are exceptions. Constance Shelley always does scream if I walk up behind her. It's rather fun, actually. Sneaky is quite good.

I decided it was time for me to have a party of my own.

I invited all of my friends and co-workers. Lovely ladies. Handsome men. All of them delicious, in their own unique ways.


"Moe, my friend. Welcome to the party."

"Sam, thanks for including me."

"My pleasure, you handsome fellow." I paused for a moment. "I was wondering if you would be so kind, Moe? Would you offer me your arm?"

"Oh Sam, if you need it."

"I do, Moe, I truly do."

Lucille thinks its funny that I'm taking plasma from Moe and not her.

Look at all that lovely plasma in my house. So yummy.

Another day, another promotion. I'm finally a true team member. I'm the latest rookie. Ok, not a great thing yet, but I get some game time at long last.

After the game, I went to the Water Hole for some fun. I ran across MJ again. Now this could be a lot of fun.

"Greetings, my Beauty."

"Oh, hi Sam."

"Where is the man I must challenge for the pleasure of your company?"

She blushed. "I'm here alone."

"Alone? Such a waste, my Beauty. May I keep you company?"

"Oh Sam, can any girl resist you?"

"A few have, my Beauty." She didn't protest when I leaned in for a kiss.

We soon went home to my place.

It was only a little more persuasion required to get MJ into bed.

I knew we would have a fun night together.

We slept well but she woke early to leave for work. I got up as well. There was something I needed.

"Beauty, my beauty. May I?"

"Sam, what?"

"Ah my Beauty, I thirst. Your plasma will be just what I need to cure my dreadful thirst."

She tentatively offered an arm.

"Beauty, I have a much better idea." I gently touched her.  So soft and smooth, her precious skin.

And oh so delicious to many senses. The perfume of her skin. The feel of the pulse just under that soft skin. The warmth of the plasma.

"How was that for you, my Beauty?"

"Oh Sam, I think I could let you do that forever."

"No, MJ, you could not." I sighed. "Your heart may be willing but your body would collapse oh so quickly."

I was on my way to work when I spotted Don Lothario.

He is shameless, now he's after Mary Kay Shallow, daughter of one of the wealthiest families in town.

I laid into him the moment I know who it was. He tried to keep Ripley from me.

He must learn not to meddle in the affairs of vampires. For we are strong and quick to anger.

Quite frankly, a mere stylist never had a chance again someone who trains as often as I do.

I had to head in, it was game night and I must not miss any of the game.

When the game was over, we were all pumped over our victory.

Lothario was still there. That was typical stupid human on his part. He should have left while he could.

I yelled at him about Ripley.

Then I proved to him that even after a game, he was simply no match.

I doubt that will stop him from romancing every female he can in town. But he may think twice if he founds out they have been seen in my company.

I went home after my triumph over Don and taught myself a new hobby.

The bass is fun and not at all difficult to learn.

Come to think of it, nothing has been difficult to learn since becoming a vampire. Every skill I try, seems to come quickly and naturally.

The same has been true with painting. I can feel my skill increase by the hour.

I am using this time to contemplate the problem of Lothario. I really can't do much about him in daylight in the public eye. But perhaps there is a way to meet him elsewhere.