Her jaw drops. He opens his mouth and in the dim light of her screen-saver she sees two tiny twin fangs glinting at the corner of his mouth, and right then and there she swears its the hottest thing she's ever seen, and ever will. "You haven't told Miss-" and he turns, tenderly grasping her sweaty palm in his perfect alabaster grip. "Im sorry, darling, what was your name?" the woman kicks at her bed. 'Her names Jenny, prisswad.' she turns. 'Listen up, Jenny-benny. Weenie Hut Jr over here wants-'