“So you’re under house arrest, then?” Jake asked.Tabatha nodded, her mind numb with the new knowledge of the terrible charges that were being le...eled against her. That, on top of the grief of finding out her entire world was lost to her, made her almost catatonic.“She wants to reinstate the death penalty just for me,” Tabatha said numbly. “For me!” She broke down into tears again. Jake held her against him, not saying anything.Jake didn’t understand how they had gotten here, or why they had. I found my ownclothes, got dressed and left. I walked the short distance home in thecold dark morning; bits of make-up still on my face, stinking ofperfume and cum dribbling out of my bottom. I was numb with the shock of it all, how I had been trapped and turnedout as a mans bitch complete with all the girly clothes, etc. I hopedthat this would be the end of it; but no doubt poor Steve had thoughtthat too. I had done everything that Wilton had demanded of me; Idecided that I wouldn't bother. They're called moral's. As I stop I get out from pulling over so I can ask if she needs help & she can see who I was for piece of mind. She's sizing me up and I asked how far she's goingt to help if needed. She says to SA, & I said, Hop in then & my name's Chris & she said her name's Chris as well but to call her "Pudding". Okay I like you already Pudding & help her up the semi(tractor) & inspecting her ass going up. Driving & small talking n taking notice that she's attractive n her own way as. Soulless SoulSaltIn sweat and bloodAnd tears and sperm--Is there any wonderThat I weepAnd workAnd fightAnd fuck?That I amA vampire,LyingIn waitFor you,To feedUpon your eyes,Your armpits,Your veins,Your cock,Your pleasureAnd your pain,To taste the salty nectarAnd the milk of you?My sad stories and my lies,My hammer and my chisel,My sword and my shield,My needle-sharp, razor-edged fangsWait for you,Wait to seduce youWith sorrow and pity,Wait to pound you,Impale you,Imbibe you,Make of youA drink,A.