I woke to pitch black and remembered immediately where I was and what had happened to me. I pushed the lid of my crypt open and emerged into the new night. After seeing how easily I could fly the previous night, I made the decision to fly myself all the way to New Orleans. I took to the sky and got my bearings before turning to head south and west.

The higher I flew, the faster I seemed to be able to go and the colder it was. I didn't mind the cold in the least. I kept my face down so that I never lost sight of the interstate. Fortunately, it was a clear night. I felt fairly certain where I was the whole time and was certainly never bored of the amazing view. After what seemed like only a few hours, I saw what must surely be the city ahead. I circled a few times, looking for landmarks as I flew lower and soon found my apartment building.

I cursed myself again for forgetting to hide my keys in the bushes outside of Fangtasia, but forgave myself as soon as I saw the lights on in my landlady's apartment. I put on what I hoped was my most seductive smile before knocking on her door.

"Well, hello handsome."

"You must be Evelyn Montgomery. You were described to me as a beauty and I see that it is true."

Her smile broadened and she cocked an eyebrow. "And who might you be?"

"Eric. I'm a friend of Bob's." She extended her hand and I took it in my own and kissed the back of it.

"Enchante, Eric."

"Bob asked me to pick up a few things for him, but I'm afraid I've forgotten my key. He suggested that perhaps you could assist me." She looked slightly uncomfortable. "Oh, and he asked me to pay you the rent that he owes." That brought the smile back. "If it's no trouble, Evelyn. May I call you Evelyn?" I took my wallet out and handed her enough to get me caught up and then cover half of the next month. I had no idea how much was in the woman's wallet in my other pocket, but I knew that it would be easy to add to it if I needed to.

Evelyn strutted up the stairs in front of me and when she opened my door and stepped inside, I lowered my voice seductively. "You have to invite me in, beautiful."

Once inside, I closed the door behind me and decided to practice my glamor a little more. I already had Evelyn's attention and so I simply looked deeply into her eyes and thought over and over: Give me the key. It took about four give-me-the-keys to get her to press it into my hand. I pocketed it, pleased with my success and took it a step further. Suck my cock.

She had my fly open and my cock in her mouth before I could even repeat myself. And she was quite talented. After I came, she stood and wiped her mouth, smiling at me. I touched her neck, staring at the vein in it, wanting to bite. She tilted her head to the side and I bit down. She let out an "ouch" before relaxing into it. I didn't take much, not wanting to accidentally kill her and have to deal with the aftermath of that. She left with a growing stain on the collar of her blouse and a promise to return "anytime." Well, that couldn't have gone much better.

I transferred the money in my stolen wallet to my…well…stolen wallet (the one that came with my stolen body) and discarded the empty one onto the coffee table as I left the apartment. I was pissed that I didn't have my car key, but decided that I preferred flying anyway. I had only flown a couple of blocks before I saw a very pretty brunette woman walking down the sidewalk on a fairly quiet street. I landed in front of her.

"I'm sorry. Did I startle you?"

She had a panicked look in her eye and I caught it, stepping closer and thinking, Don't be afraid.

Immediately, she relaxed and smiled and within two minutes had agreed to go back to my apartment. She complained that I hurt her because she "wasn't ready," but I hardly saw the need for foreplay when I had this giant dick to offer. I figured that should be enough. Her wallet was full of cash, but I got blood on my shirt which pissed me off. I didn't see how vamps did this without making a mess all the time.

I put my on biggest t-shirt, but it still looked stupidly small on me. I flew down to the French Quarter to do a little shopping. I bought a few different shirts and figured that would do until I could get some more wallets. While I was paying, I felt someone's eyes on me and turned to find a petite and beautiful black woman watching me. At first I assumed that she just wanted to have sex with me until she nodded and I realized that she was a vampire. I nodded back and grabbed my bag of new clothes and left the store quickly. I wondered if she knew Eric or whether it was just customary for vampires to acknowledge each other in public.

I walked a few blocks, watching for beautiful women who were alone, when I passed yet another vampire. This one was more obvious—tall and pale and a man. We exchanged nods as well, and then I decided that seeing others like me was not a good thing. What if one wanted to engage me in conversation? I had no way of knowing whether Eric knew any vampires here in New Orleans. I guess I just assumed that getting out of Shreveport would assure that I wouldn't see any vamps that knew him, but what if I was wrong? I hurried around the corner, making sure that no one saw me before taking to the sky again.

I changed into a new shirt and went for a stroll. I found another lovely young woman who was more than happy to accompany me back to my apartment. Apparently she was even younger than she looked and as it turned out, a virgin as well. I almost felt bad for hurting her, but then decided that I'd done her a favor. If you have to lose it to someone, why not a man with a dick as big and perfect as this one? Unfortunately, she didn't have much in her wallet. I didn't want to mess up my new shirt and so I'd grabbed a towel from the bathroom before biting her. She tasted a little sweeter than the others for some reason, and I wondered later if it was because she'd been a virgin at that point.

By the time dawn neared, I was completely sated and could not have been happier with my new existence. As planned, I found my resting spot beside the heater in the little closet at the end of the hall and slept like the dead.