Cilicione appeared in the meadow that lingered with Cristian's scent. She looked around and smiled deviously, planning to wait until Christian came back home to make her move. She had hunted Christian for eight years, and was not ready to give up her lust for his flesh. "The guy's actually out in public?!!" She remarked. She sighed, hiding in thick grass until he might arrive. _____________________________________________ xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox ________________________________________________________