Sandy Voilet Dea
I am not human...or vampire.
Sandy glared at the red spot on her shirt. It was the middle of winter and the blood was as noticable as it would be in the snow. She licked at it and began to think about the boy she left back at the hotel room. He was...what....19? And she was just 17 and did they have a night. She remembered him hitting on her at the all vampire bar, her not drinking any human blood at all. He probably had thought to get a quick bite at a beautiful smelling girl. Well he did, after he bit her on the lip in the alley way....and then she ended up kissing his neck and biting into him. Which one way or another....lead them to the hotel room, then to the bed. She looked at the wet stain on her shirt now and rose an eyebrow up. He was good at what he did...she couldn't deny that. But all sex with human or vampire was the same, it was because somehow when she drank from someone her salva enhanced their horomones, and the sex ended up just going with it and great. But lately it was blending into one.
But I drink a forbidden blood.
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