Message sent at 20:13 : Hi Jemma, it's Mark

Message sent at 20:13 : Hi Jemma, it's Mark ;) call me when you get this x

Jemma groaned in disgust before picking up the phone and dialing Mark's number. She hadn't seen him

since he walked by his boss's office and sighed real loud. Mark's boss was known to 'make people disappear' for far less offenses although Jemma could kinda understand that one.

Jemma tried to get her co-workers to follow horror-movie rules when dealing with the Boss Enraged, but Mark was a slow learner. For instance, he left his phone's ringer on when

a chocolate sundae with a creature, but it was just friendly dessert, the monster didn't have to get so territorial on Mark. Yes, Mark had been following me but only to make sure

I was covered with an adequate amount of whipped cream & that my cherry remained intact. Saliva dripped from the diabetic monster's jaws as Mark bravely stepped betwixt us.

"Hey! Spit him out!" He called up to the beast, too lost in how edible I was to hear. The pain of the teeth biting into me started. All I could do was...

bite his teeth in return. To my surprise they were made of gold and crumbled some at my first bite. He only had two teeth, one on top and one on the bottom. I just enjoyed his gums

. "Mmm good, now a little more to the left." He obliged chewing on my sore neck muscles. We entered a sort of symbiosis: He relived his vampire heyday & I got a daily neck massage.