More...but no
The next was a whore that happened to be at least four months along, the pimp was still working her which was rather sad. The baby would most likely not live past the birth, but we didn’t want to do anything to harm either at this point. So the woman thought she was in witness protection from her rather dead pimp. Further down the hall she came to the cells, which doubled as rooms. Most of the people in these rooms had already gone through test. An alarm sounded and she picked up her pace to find subject 24RET had blood draining down his arm forming a rather large pool of it on the floor. She sighed as she noted the time also what had been done to him. The man was dead like the rest, what were they missing with the test subjects. They had all been turned, but something had gone wrong with the turning or the way the body took to being a vampire. Nothing could change the way the subjects lived, but they hoped with the test that they could find a new way to live. Maybe change lives.
Natalia’s apartment a week later
The paper showed the scene of yet another man that had been found with his arm missing, and hell most of his blood. It made people wonder if vampires were taking these people to drain them. I really didn’t know but I hated to think that so many died even those that went to shelters.
The body of a middle aged male was found in front of the Third Street shelter last night. The man seemed to have lost most of the blood in his body. Police are not saying what might have killed the man or what condition his body was found in. The only thing they are saying is that people need to keep an eye out for anything strange. A tip line has been set up and any information on these deaths you should contact police.
The fact the people didn’t see what was right in front of them was driving me crazy to think that people didn’t see anything when these things happened. It also made me wonder…wait was that George with no shirt on. My eyes and mind went to the man standing in front of me, looking hot. His long hair was damp and loss around his shoulders. He really did look good enough to eat. Without a thought I ran my tongue along my rather dry lips. Of course he took notice and gave a sly smile.
“Ah could take dat look de wrong way Ma Cher.” he told her knowing that he was going to hard if she kept doing that.
“I could take you running around half nude as a hint.” I let my eyes roam over his body, and loved what I seen. Wide shoulders that went into a slender waist and abs you could wash clothes on. I was rather sure that the bulge in his pants would be a rather nice erection. Something else that I would love to taste…Hmm the thought made heat swim through my body. I wondered if I could just look at him and have an orgasm.
“Ah might just like dat thought and de way you’re looking at ma makes ma want to do rader naughty dings to dat lush body.” Georige told her taking in her body and how her face blushed.
Now that statement got my attention for I am not a model. I have rather large breast that I hated, and finding bras was a joke. I wouldn’t go as far as saying I was fat, I was just shorter than most women. I had curves where they belonged and most men did lust after them, but not in the way I wanted. He had almost a foot on me in height. I felt myself stand in front of him, letting my eyes roam up toward his face.
“You keep saying things like that, but you never try anything. I wonder if I were to run around in nothing but a thong and a bra if you would do something.” I made a tsking sound and gave a slight smile. “Then again I did make the rule of the help not get into my bed. So when are you going to admit that you have buckets of money and take me?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at the look on his face. I don’t think George knew that I had done a background check on him. The info really was public knowledge. A gasp slipped through my lips when his large hand landed on my back and pulled me close. His hard body didn’t yield under my more cushioned one. I wiggled a little to see if he was as ready for this as I was. The feel of his rather large erection told me that he did see me as a beauty that or he wanted sex and it didn’t matter what it looked like.
“How did you find out?” the words came out more as a growl than normal.
One thing about George was that he lost his accent when he was pissed, something I had learned years ago. The feel of him against me made me wet and I didn’t want to turn away from that. I wanted him in the worst way, but I did have a rule to not sleep with the help. How he was able to keep from taking me is amazing to me. I loved to run around in almost shear night gowns, which showed off my rather nice curves.
“That information is hidden in books you know. The fact that your birth is on record would tell you that many people could find it. So what will it be my touchy man. Are you going to keep hiding or are you going to do something naughtier.” With the last word I let my hand run down to his rather firm ass. I let my fingers dig into his rear and loved the moan/growl that erupted from his throat. It turned me on in the worst way.
