She stood back up looking at herself as the chair behind her began to shift back and forth.She put on a confused look as she turned aroun seeing the G...inning man sitting in the chair.Her eyes fluttered in horror as she ran for the door screaming for her father.She swung open the door as the door knob was ripped from her grip and the door slammed shut. The Grinning man stood towered a foot over her with speeds that were inhuman.She looked up at him in horror."Are you... A vampire?" she asked in. So I assumed he worked second shift. He was maybe 8 years older than me, around 38, had dark thick hair, scruffy facial hair, and an angular jaw. Henry’s work clothes seemed too large for him, hanging loose and baggy from his athletic frame. For a maintenance manager, his clothes were always clean. The only odd thing I noticed first about him was that he moved kind of gangly. His arms would swing further than most people when he walked and he seemed slightly distracted, bobbing his head to each. Mother needs you so badly."Johnny's eyes moved downward, and rested between her thighs. Pleasure grew over his face when he saw his mother's cunt, lovely with that thick curling, soft hair. Her pink cunt lips looked so wet, and he saw her piss glistening in beads on the hair.She manipulated his cock, feeling it swell beneath her hand. Squezing his cockshaft, she mewled softly as she watched the head bulge, his piss hole flaring open. "Ohhh, so pretty!" she breathed, and leaned down, kissing the. It was a pathetic pond, really. Barely three houses long, and maybe two wide, it hardly seemed worth acknowledging. I couldn’t help it, though. It was just more proof that I had moved to a desolate, ignorant town. Don’t ask me how I considered it proof of ignorance, because it just seemed like the two went together, and I couldn’t tell you why. Every time I passed the pond, I became more and more depressed. I guess the pond was a part of my life, but it seems kind of sad that I placed so much.