DRACULA: A VERY SPECIAL FLAVOUR

Taste the blood of Lucy

One shot story.

LONDON, 2020

My name is Leyla Morgan, and I want to tell you about Lucy.

Lucy...

That was her name.

I was at work for more than a year when she suddenly appeared on the scene. She was just appeared there one day during a sales pitch at my company.

Lucy was beautiful. She was beautiful in every which way that was.

I'm not usually attracted to other girls. I'm into boys. I had a boyfriend at the time, his name was Ryan.

He is every girls dream guy. Blonde, tall, doing really well in the management team, popular with the other guys.

But...

The day I clapped eyes on Lucy...Ryan was never in my thoughts.

At work, she used to sit to the side of me. Her hair was long and jet black and had a nice sheen to it, as it captured the sunlight.

Her eyes were like white diamonds. They always sparkled at me when she looked at me.

And she loved looking at me. She whispered stuff in my thoughts. Like our minds met at that instant.

The day I met her, she was wearing a black figure hugging dress that hung to her thighs. She clutched a black folder that was encrusted in gold patterns of what looked like flowers.

She said that she had just moved to London, and when I asked her where she had moved from, I couldn't never seemed to remember the place, after she told me.

It didn't matter. She was like a goddess.

All the men loved her. But she had no interest in them. And nor did she show it.

Ryan wanted to take me out to a party. I didn't want to go because I kept on thinking about her, wanting her to touch me.

After work, that first week Lucy had suddenly appeared. I walked with her through reception to the exit; she said to me;

"This party...am I invited?"

I couldn't see why not. All week I had tried to tell Ryan I didn't want to go with him...but now I could feel the excitement build up within me. Making me feel all tingly inside.

"Of course...", I said, "...It's an open house...anyone can come..."

I walked out with her and asked her whether I should pick her up. She just told me she'd be there...there was no need to give her the address because she would be there.

I went home and had a shower. I put on my best dress and did my hair nice and wore it down like she always did.

Ryan stopped by and gave me a lift to the party. He kept on touching me...leaning over and wanting me to kiss me with that disgusting filthy guy mouth of his.

I never used to feel like this about him. But then again, I never used to think about Lucy.

Ryan was so thick, he couldn't work it out. When Lucy turned up at the party all the guys were there with their tongues hanging out.

They were like dirty disgusting dogs leering at her.

Through the crowded hall way to the house, I could feel Lucy's eyes on me. Everybody seemed to part as she stepped through, and made her way towards me.

She looked amazing. Her hair long and curly. Her eyes wide and like diamonds, her figure hugging dress showing off the reason why she never ever needed to diet or work out because she was so perfect in everyway.