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©® KAYCEE** Pseudonym 2012 (real initials TF; Publication held in electronic/hardcopy copyright by TF) Seattle, WA

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PROLOUGE

"Wait! Stop! Somebody please tell me how the fuck that I find myself halfway in the air leaping over a table full of crazed porn industry fans waiving crosses, wooden stakes and trying to throw Holy Water at me?" These thoughts passed through my mind even as I batted the wooden stake thrown at me out of the way.

"Oh, I know why! It was my cousin's fault; second cousin actually," my head screamed as I finished my flip and fell towards the oncoming surface. The fact that I was head over heels in love and we'd been fucking our brains out these past few months just made this situation even more surreal.

Although the stunning bastard was probably really freaking out thanks to that nut job of a bitch revealed that fact after 'outting' him moments earlier. That and her mouth spewing that I was "A VAMPIRE!"

Obviously we'd kept the fact that we were fucking out of the limelight, since the work he did was considered 'top notch' and was expected to get a new contract soon. No, I'm sure we could have gotten away with the possibility that he occasionally liked to take it up the ass. It was the obvious issue that I was a 'real blood sucking demon from hell' AND that we were related which didn't settle well with the supposedly good Christian men and women assembled in the room to get their jollies from talking with a real porn star.

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"Oh Henry! Do you think we'll see his 'johnson'?"... "I'm not sure my pet but I'd sure like to see that set of double D's in the next room up close and personal!" ... "Don't forget we're having lunch with the Deacon on Friday!"

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Sanctimonious assholes!

And now? Now, when all hell broke loose, thanks to MADAM PSYCHO CUNT with whom he performed with on film? Oh, and just not any porn films! Didn't I tell you that? He was employed to fuck in STRAIGHT PORN! Oh yeah! Good times!

"He's a confused straight boy! You seduced him! You must have used drugs!" All those lines had been thrown at me earlier that day by that twat before she stormed off backstage from an earlier shoot.

"PLEASE!" I wanted to yell, "He fucking pops Cialis like they're kids' chewable gummi vitamins just to get it up with you!" I kept my mouth shut though. I wasn't going to give the bitch any opportunity to try and confirm a thing.

I sighed inwardly as I dropped to the long table top. I got my balance and rolled my eyes as I found myself staring at a man, pupils wide, oozing out fear like some 60's bad horror flick. You know? His quivering hand waving a cross in my face.

Turning to look back, I caught Sean's 'Deer in the Headlights' expression. Looking around me, I was well aware that things were 'not in the closet anymore'.

"BE GONE YE DEMON!" the pudgy, porn addicted, potato shaped man, as he held a picture of one of Sean's female co-stars, wheezed at me while his hand continued to shake while holding the silver icon. I batted it away cutting my hand in the process. And before you think it was some sort of 'silver allergy', I'm here to tell you it's not. I caught the pointed edge of the thing when I knocked it away.

"OH PLEASE!" I yelled loudly grabbing his and the others attention while ripping my shirt open and yanking out my own cross made of platinum. "I'M FUCKING CATHOLIC! I GO TO MASS EVERY FEW SUNDAYS! AND WHO THE FUCK SAYS 'YE' IN 2012?"

That caught their attention as a large garlic bulb landed beside me. The overall din in the room settled some as the focused their astonishment on the fact that I was holding the small cross between my two fingers. Holy Water splashed on me and I wiped it away. "JESUS CHRIST! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS? A WATER SPORTS PARTY?"

The fat man who had brandished the cross sputtered, "YO-U-U-U-U'RE CATHOLIC?"

"YES!" sighed heavily while watching the continued surprised expression on my cousin.

"Wait," I thought, "Didn't I tell him I was Catholic?" That little tidbit seemed to etch more "WTF?" on his face as opposed to being 'outed' as a flaming homosexual, or that the world was just told that I was a vampire. Ok, he knew that part, just not that I was Catholic. And for one brief second I'm thinking, "Is that going to be a problem?" That was until another bulb of garlic landed in front of me.

I grabbed it and chucked it back at the prick who'd thrown it; nailing him squarely in the forehead where I had intended. "WILL YOU STOP THROWING THAT SHIT!? I DON'T HAVE A FEAR OF GARLIC!"

I was on the verge of breaking down and it was all thanks to that snatch over in the corner, who initiated all this chaos against me, because she was in love with Sean.

More murmuring spilled through the crowd. The man who was nailed with the garlic stood up rubbing his forehead, it seemed I hit him harder than I thought. He seemed to have a slightly glazed look, "Garlic doesn't bother you either?"

I sat down on the table and crossed my legs with a loud 'harrumph'.

"No, it doesn't," I sighed looking up at the forlorn Sean. I'm not sure what the hell he was thinking but Rory, his manager, was a cross between fuming red and purple, with his ears turning white as the blood flowed into his face. It didn't make the middle aged cigar smoker look well. I was afraid we'd have to call an ambulance soon.

Here I sat on the table in front of Sean with him just staring down at me. I felt about three inches tall and that's saying something since he towers over me. "How the hell did this happen?" I whispered to myself. In reality, I really knew how it had.

I sat there wondering how this would play out with Sean, Rory, me and the people around me. Not to mention the fact that people now knew we existed.

All of this started a few minutes earlier, in the middle of his press conference, where 'Steven Case - straight male porn star' had just been taking a phone call question. It was Kathy (his co-star) on her cell phone. She'd arranged it after getting from Sean, aka: Steven,' a "NO" answer about marrying her three days before. She had tried to use the fact that he was 'In the closet' to everyone to make him marry her.

Then there was this 'hidden' video, followed by a screaming Kathy. The worst part though wasn't hearing her reveal that I was a vamp, ""HE'S A REAL VAMPIRE!" No, what was worse was when she screamed at the top of her lungs, "THAT'S NOT ALL," pointing at the video of Sean going down on me, "THAT MAN WHOSE COCK IS IN HIS MOUTH IS HIS COUSIN!"

As I sat there in my own morass, I heard a chair rub hard across the floor as it scooted back. "Ladies and Gentlemen..." It was Sean's voice. I sat there with tears in my eyes wondering what the fuck he was going to say.