Libraries are sexy! No, really. If your imagination is flagging, you've had a long day at work and you want something to tease and stimulate you, open a book. A vampire book, say. Just think how sexy it might be to be an immortal femme fatale, able to seduce anyone you wanted. Your boss. The annoying rival at the office you just wish would go away (but secretly have had a crush on since she first appeared in a haze of male-gaze-leering from the office primates).

Oh, but what would happen if you were chased down by a perky but oh-so-cute scholarly red-headed vampire hunter and her antediluvian but still sexy in a sort of Patrick Stewart/ Sean Connery authoritarian telling-you-off sort of way? What if they pulled out cold iron handcuffs especially proof against your vampire powers and were having none of your wiles (at least not after you successfully got perky red-head girlie into bed, before Professor Van Connery pulled you off her before you could even take one little nipple, I mean nibble...)

You see what I mean? The inspiration is endless!