Mar 01, 2005 19:17
Watchin’ him walk, at times hell he was almost prissy. I wasn’t gonna have a prissy watcher, after all I had well a rep and I was gonna meet the great B’ one of these days.
Saunterin’ down along Main Street, I got a few killer looks, my tongue moved slowly over my lips in delight. Man the pickin’s here were pretty damn awesome, I was gonna enjoy this … so color me horny.
I tried not to roll my eyes as my watcher would go on about things. He was a rules kinda guy, while I well, I was a fly by the seat of my pants type gal, and I love it. He was gonna get old fast, so I’d better use him while I could.
Slayer senses kickin in, I turned, winked and put my finger to my pursed lips and mouthed a shhhhh.
Leanin’ back against the cold dark bricked ally way, I could almost smell the fear. The girl was fifteen tops, had to give her props on her choice of leather.
Strechin’ my neck to the left and then the right, feelin’ the relief as my back neck popped, I saw it move at my sound, behind me Princess Margaret stepped on something, and I turned to shoot back a glare.
“Yeah so, is this a private party or can anybody dance?” I grinned as the vamp in front of me moved from his failin’ victim.
My nostrils flared, as the smell of fresh dirt hit my nose. He was a newbie.
“Yeah, they told me about you while I slept.” He snarled lunging. Had to love the newbies they always made the same mistake.
“Yeah, well don’t believe everything you hear,” as he lunged, I moved to the side, stakin’ him from behind.
The girl took one look at us and ran off screamin’.
“I think I’m ready for some Chinese,” I purred to my watcher. I was ready for him to make some comment about my form so I gave him this keep your mouth shut look, but wondered if they understood that in Britian.