"OK," I said [vampirically], "but what if I win?" She told me THAT was up to me."OK," I said [vampirically], "but what if I win?" She told me THAT was up to me... [I became increasingly excited at the thought of sapping her blood, but remembered the stakes she had brought with her] Gulp [just one through the heart and that would be it!]. This was getting a little heavy [and sounding a little unlikely], a little fast. About halfway through [her neck] the game I got a strike, and she surprised me with [the blood that gushed from her carotid artery] a kiss as I returned to the pit. After my second strike, she kissed me long and hard [she had no choice]. She turned out to be much better than [my neighbour's dog] she admitted, and I lost [all control]. Or maybe she had [broken wind] distracted me. I knew that she would wind up with more than just a [sore neck] backrub, and I was now openly scared [my fly was open]. I was still a [bad liar] virgin. She sensed my anxiety, and immediately broke into this "I've done it again, haven't I? I came on too strong and scared you [shitless, you weed]..." After much blushing, I informed her that I WAS scared, but because I was a [vampire] virgin, and I knew she wanted more than a backrub. She appologized profusely, and informed me that she didn't think I was still a [vampire - little did she know!] virgin. She could usually spot them a mile away, she said, but I had fooled her [by filing down my fangs]. I took that as a compliment, and smiled [revealing my fangs, now stumps]. "Don't worry, I'll ease you into it [my swollen red pussy]." she promised. Feeling better, we headed off to the movie [taking the dismembered foot with us]. |