Lance Pritchard and the Scottish Rite

A scream! Heavy breathing! A long silence and a giggle! A woman emerges from the back of the Gulf Stream. She is tall and voluptuous. Red hair that falls to the middle of her back. She straightens out her short skirt, messes with her hair. With the biggest smile on her face.
I walk out, smoothing out my appearance. I smile as I watch that delicious butt walks towards the Cockpit. She turns at the door and smiles at me. She blows me a kiss. My lover, Marianne Hatcher!
I am Lance Pritchard! Member of the Royal Reds, British Secret Service, Protector of the Royal Family! And I am a Vampire! And the threat to Britain right now is The Scottish Rite! Especially, their militant faction, The Kilts! And today they want the Monarchs' American Supporters dead! One of those supporters are my parents!