The thing was, Milady hadn't just been fun and exciting, she'd been...really easy to access. Dana liked being aggressive and seductive, liked feeling powerful and desirable. She though about the guy in the pirate costume: her victim—the word still did a little something for her; should that worry her? She knew literally nothing about him beyond what was probably a cell phone number; didn't even know if he was a co-worker, or somebody's boyfriend or what. She knew she wasn't done with him, but that was mostly because of how he had responded to her, or to Milady anyhow. Maybe that was a vampire thing; the blood and the fangs...