She might even see a doctor and get a checkup. For a certainty, she would remember her first lesbian experience. What? You expected me to kill her? To...drink all of her blood until she was an empty lifeless form? What do you think I am, a soulless, undead, bloodsucking monster? Two out of four isn’t bad. I don’t care for the term ‘undead’, I prefer ‘immortal’. However I have to admit that the first term is correct. I don’t breath, my heart doesn’t beat and what flows in my veins is only. She wouldn't go home though. She'd sleep in the hospital lobby so she could be able to see him in the morning. She didn't want to miss out if he woke up."Good morning," Rebecca said cheerfully kissing David on his cheek."Morning love."Rebecca took a seat next to him on the kitchen table. She poured herself a glass of orange juice and took a long sip. "Mmm I woke up so thirsty." I bet," David teased.They had made love the previous night after having talked about their wedding plans."What you. .. a short girl. Sort of ... likable. Very friendly." I frowned, not liking the way it sounded at all. "She's dark, with brown eyes ... deep brown eyes! And, um she's ... very oral!" I said it sexy, like "Mmmmm ... she swallows!"And then I laughed. This wasn't going to work.I could lie, you're thinking. But no. I had a camcorder too; I had to get it on film for the archives. Not to mention a roomful of drunken cheering college coeds watching some drunken college guy fucking their dog. Some of. When we got home the next day, we fucked like rabbits. Neither of us felt anything but satisfaction and neither of us felt guilty. Our sex life is more gratifying and we are happy. I think we owe it to ourselves to continue exploring our sexuality." "Oh honey, you are always so persuasive. You make me feel as if it was my idea. You're probably right. I'll call Christy in the morning." The Summers made it clear that the wives were to wear something sexy and the husbands needed to bring a house.