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I find that older men are sometimes more easy prey then the younger ones. They do tend to desire young, pretty things, pity for Damon I suppose, that I was the pretty, young thing he set his sights on this time. I thought gazing down at his now limp, lifeless body still in the chair behind his desk in his private office. He had put up a bit of a struggle after I straddled myself on his lap and began draining him of his life's blood. I do think he believed I was intending to do otherwise.
I picked up the framed picture that sat at the edge of his desk as I started moving around it. Maybe I should pay a little visit to the little wifey, she certainly is a good looking creature and I am sure she would provide many hours of entertainment and pleasure for me
"Oh, chocolates!" I exclaimed softly, placing the picture back down on the desk top. I reached for the small glass jar of wrapped chocolates I just noticed sitting on the desk, taking the lid off I reached in, taking out a few pieces, then replaced the lid before I turned and starting walking toward the door. I slipped the chocolates into the pocket of my jacket as I walked casually down the hall, humming softly to myself, toward the private entrance, the one Damon had snuck me in through for our little rendezvous.
I had no problem finding Damon's house having gotten the address from his drivers license I found in his wallet, it was large, just as he said it was. I was anxious to meet his wife. From the picture in his office she looked to be in her early twenties, about ten years younger then Damon.
I walked up the long pathway toward the house, which was dark from what I could tell as no lights shone through any of the windows. After I pressed the bell with a single finger, it took a couple moments before the door was slowly eased open.
"Yes?" I heard the sleepy voice of a young woman from the opposite side of the door, before she stepped into view.
"Mrs. Cameron, I have some unfortunate news about your husband." I said letting my gaze lift as I spoke. When my eyes locked with hers I detected fear and worry within them. "May I come in..you want me to come in." I said in a soft tone, the fear within her eyes fading as I kept my eyes locked with hers.
"Yes, come in." She responded obediently, humans are so easily manipulated. The door was open further, which allowed me to enter the premises.
"What is your name?" I asked as I gently closed the door behind me, all I had was her last name and that would just not do for me.
"Adina." She answered meekly.
"Adina, Damon is dead, but you need not worry, I am here to take care of you." I said. "Look into my eyes, Adina." I could tell she was starting to waver so I had to get her to keep her eyes focused on mine.
"You trust me, don't you Adina?" I gave a soft smile while I slowly moved my head from side to side, Adina's eyes following mine as they moved.
"Yes....trust." Hearing her reply, which was barely a whisper, I knew for the time being I had her under my control.
"Show me where your room is, Adina." I said, my hand lifting to brush a few strands of her dark hair behind her ear. I was going to enjoy spending time with this dark haired beauty, enjoy it very much. I grinned as my hand lowered, taking Adina's within it. Adina turned slowly then, moving to the stairs that would lead up to her bedroom.
Like an obedient child she led my up the stairs to her room. Once inside the bedroom she seemed to come to her senses as I closed the door. Adina cried out, then the whimpering started.
I picked up the framed picture that sat at the edge of his desk as I started moving around it. Maybe I should pay a little visit to the little wifey, she certainly is a good looking creature and I am sure she would provide many hours of entertainment and pleasure for me
"Oh, chocolates!" I exclaimed softly, placing the picture back down on the desk top. I reached for the small glass jar of wrapped chocolates I just noticed sitting on the desk, taking the lid off I reached in, taking out a few pieces, then replaced the lid before I turned and starting walking toward the door. I slipped the chocolates into the pocket of my jacket as I walked casually down the hall, humming softly to myself, toward the private entrance, the one Damon had snuck me in through for our little rendezvous.
I had no problem finding Damon's house having gotten the address from his drivers license I found in his wallet, it was large, just as he said it was. I was anxious to meet his wife. From the picture in his office she looked to be in her early twenties, about ten years younger then Damon.
I walked up the long pathway toward the house, which was dark from what I could tell as no lights shone through any of the windows. After I pressed the bell with a single finger, it took a couple moments before the door was slowly eased open.
"Yes?" I heard the sleepy voice of a young woman from the opposite side of the door, before she stepped into view.
"Mrs. Cameron, I have some unfortunate news about your husband." I said letting my gaze lift as I spoke. When my eyes locked with hers I detected fear and worry within them. "May I come in..you want me to come in." I said in a soft tone, the fear within her eyes fading as I kept my eyes locked with hers.
"Yes, come in." She responded obediently, humans are so easily manipulated. The door was open further, which allowed me to enter the premises.
"What is your name?" I asked as I gently closed the door behind me, all I had was her last name and that would just not do for me.
"Adina." She answered meekly.
"Adina, Damon is dead, but you need not worry, I am here to take care of you." I said. "Look into my eyes, Adina." I could tell she was starting to waver so I had to get her to keep her eyes focused on mine.
"You trust me, don't you Adina?" I gave a soft smile while I slowly moved my head from side to side, Adina's eyes following mine as they moved.
"Yes....trust." Hearing her reply, which was barely a whisper, I knew for the time being I had her under my control.
"Show me where your room is, Adina." I said, my hand lifting to brush a few strands of her dark hair behind her ear. I was going to enjoy spending time with this dark haired beauty, enjoy it very much. I grinned as my hand lowered, taking Adina's within it. Adina turned slowly then, moving to the stairs that would lead up to her bedroom.
Like an obedient child she led my up the stairs to her room. Once inside the bedroom she seemed to come to her senses as I closed the door. Adina cried out, then the whimpering started.