| Lesbian: Exotic Erotic: Darkness (1/2) |
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Trapped. Suffocating. 900 years of isolation. Why do I keep living? A bite, one bite, changed my life. A beautiful woman, across a bar, who would have thought this one woman would change my life forever? As I had walked across the bar, keeping this amazing beautiful woman in my sights, I thought about things to say. What could I possibly say to a woman so beautiful to make her go home with me tonight? I was average at best, long slender athletic legs, a nice tight ass (personally my best asset), and a sexy flat stomach up to perky 34C tits, eyes piercing blue- I hoped I would be good enough. I should have turned and run the opposite direction. She looked like a porcelain doll, pale as snow, long legs, great shape, perky little tits, the only thing that stood out on her was her piercing green eyes. They intrigued and captivated me. She swayed with the music as if her mind was elsewhere. As I approached her she smiled, her teeth so white I'm surprised I didn't see my reflection. I was surprised when she said hi to me. She told me her name was Michelle and asked me mine. Her voice was so soft it was almost a whisper, yet very strong and intimidating. She invited me to the bar and instantly the bartender had us drinks. I must have been loosening up because I found myself blabbing on about exes, love, and sadly enough her. Michelle paid for our drinks and called me a cab, telling me if I was still interested in the morning to call her. I lay in bed that night thinking of her. Her soft voice. Her beautiful smile. That night I dreamed about a beautiful raven hair woman alone in a bar, I saw Michelle, but she wasn't like I saw her tonight. I saw her in black tight leather, a corset, high black leather boots, her eyes piercing green, but her teeth had changed. As she looked at me she told me that this is who she was, a vamp, a creature of the darkness, she said she saw something in me, something different, something worthy. I woke up in a cold sweat, shivering, my mind wandered back to Michelle. I look at the clock. 6:01 a.m. Wow what a night that was. I got up, took a cold shower, trying to clear my head. As I got dressed for work I reached into my purse for my eyeliner and found a folded piece of paper. I unfolded it and on it read, "Beautiful Girl, Follow your dreams, and your heart. -Michelle (268-965-9985)." My dreams? Could it be real? Once again this was another one of those moments that I should have run. Oh sure I ran. Just not in the right direction. As I sat alone in my office I picked up my phone and called Michelle. A soft hello made my heart skip a beat, she said hello again and I found my voice. We chatted for a while and decided to meet again tonight at the same bar. Angels. I dressed carefully, a very cleavage diving top, and conservative jeans. She seemed to float across the room to me; she kissed my hand, and took me to the dance floor. I lost myself in her world; we danced, our bodies against each other, it was intoxicating. As we finally left the dance floor she invited me home with her. I quickly agreed. She called us a cab and I |
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