Next night all i could think about was the girl that i danced with. I yearned to touch her body and feel her breast again. I couldn't take this abnormal state much longer. Gail walked into my room and looked at me.
"You did not feed last night," she said looking at my face.
"No, got a little distracted," I responded.
"That's fine, your toy from the other night is still waiting for you," She walked out and then my toy walked in.
She sat on my lap and kissed my cheek. I kissed her lips. Wow, the energy of her filled my body. How could I feel this way about a girl? We kissed for a little longer than I feed. I left her alive again. I enjoyed being around her and toying with her. she was going to be my puppy. I told Gail to put my toy away and I was going to Neil.
I arrived at Neil's location and a red haired queen was walking out of the door. I looked at her and she stared into my eyes. I felt them lock and our bodies seemed to slowly move away from each other as they parted softly by one another. Then I came back to when I ran into the wall. She giggled and waved by and walked off.
"Alice, get your ass in here," he yelled.
I walked in and saw him working on something.
"I want you to keep an eye on Pamela, that's the girl you just saw, befriend her, hang with her. Do what you have to. She has a whole lot of information and I want you to do what you have to do to get it out of her," he demanded.
I bolted out of the room and headed to meet up with her.
"I'm Alice," I said with wide cofidence as I caught up to her.
"I'm Pamela, it's nice to meet you with out your head in a wall," she giggled.
"Want to go get some drinks with me?" I offered.
"Love to," Pamela responded so sexy and luringly.
I want her. That's all my mind and body keep telling me. Not to drink, but to make hot lesbian love to. What was I saying? I"m not gay. There's no way. It's not me but damn, I wanted to hold and touch her. I want to feel her skin. Damn, this was going to be a bad mission.
We arrived at bar and I ordered a round of shots for us. I knew she was going to be drunk a lot sooner than I was. We talked about the wheather and the movies and cars for a long time and then by her fourth shot something came out of her mouth i was not expecting to her.
"I think you are sexy," she told me.
I blushed and tried to ignore the comment and kept talking about random things. She stood and started to head to the bath room and I saw her strugling. I got up and helped her there. She peed and then I helped her get up and pull her underwear up then she shoved me against the wall and started kissing me. I kissed back. Our lips moved with each other and our tounges made sweet dance moves in our mouths then my fangs came out and I felt them cut her tounge. I pulled away.
"I'm sorry, you are drunk. If you still feel this way tomorrow I will totally take you.If not I know it was the booze."
Then I left. She stood there in plain thought.
Back at the shack all I could think about was Pamela's kiss. She made me so horny. Then what Neil told me came back to my mind. How could I like someone that was part of my mission? Her kiss and touch was what I thought about, not the mission.
I woke up that night and headed onto my pervious location. The "Z" strip. Tonight they flew. I watch for a while and saw some formations that I've never seen before. I went to Neil with the information. Pamela was there.
"Hey Alice," Pamela said when I walked in.
I blushed and handed Neil a peice of paper with the information in a code. He smiled.
"She was waiting on you," he whispered in my ear.
"Hey Pamela, how are you?" I asked her, sitting next to her on his couch.
"I was wondering if you'd like to catch a movie with me?" Pamela asked.
"Sure," I smiled.
We left Neil and headed to the movies. We took a seat in the back row. The cartoons were playing on the screen.
"Sorry I was a little out of control last night," Pamela finally spoke.
"It's fine, I didn't mind," I said with a sly grin.
"Okay, I mean there's something about you I just can't resist. You are just so kind and beauitful," Pamela went on.
"So, what you are saying is you want to kiss me again?" I asked.
"Actually, yes I do. Very much,"
I leaned over to her seat and placed my hand on her face and turned her to face me. She leaned forward and placed her lips on mine. Oh the passion was there. Her soft lips fell in line with mine. Out tounges met so gently. It was slow at first and then the moment started to gain some speed. Lust over filled with me. I pulled away and turned my face away. My fangs popped out.
"I'll be right back, I have to run to the rest room," I told her and bolted.
I went into a stall and tried to get control of myself. Then a woman walked in and I feed on her. I through her body out the window and walked back to Pamela. She looked worried.
"Sorry, I had to pee," I lied.
"Are you sure you are alright?" she questioned.
"Yes dear. I enjoy kissing you very much," I told her kissing her gently on the lips.
"Me too," she smiled then took my hand and we watched "Gone with the Wind"
I walked her to her place and she offered me to come inside. I refused and told her I hoped to see her again. We kissed and I left to my shack. Happy for the first time in this new life.
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The nazi vampire (lesbian)
VampirgeschichtenShe came to american on a mission for germany and ended up with a twist.