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“Other than the gay dad fucking son incest minor scrapes and abrasions on the back of your head and hips, there were two puncture wounds in your neck near the aorta. They are healing nicely thank goodness.” The hairs on the back of my neck rose. She chuckled a bit. “An attack at night, blood loss, and two holes in your neck. Sounds almost like a Vampire bit you.” I forced a laugh. “Well, Mr. Derrick, we should have you out of here in a few more days.” She turned to leave and paused. “Mr. Derrick, are you involved in any sub-culture activities?”

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“I’m going into the Navy. I was teaching hairy moms in a private high school in Arizona, got tired of that, and started working as a cowboy at one of the ranches out there. Unfortunately, I hadn’t quite turned twenty-six when I quit teaching and so I got myself drafted.

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