Chris had a decent fake ID now and he could get lost in a big city and work a real job again. He would be safe from his pursuers, and the increasing d...ngers of the road. There was really no reason that he needed to ride the rails going anywhere now.I would be safer in fact now on my own, I kept telling him. Chris at first was against this, but he soon saw the logic and began spending a good many days up in Miami job hunting. It just seemed the right thing to do.By springtime, I sensed we were. Our mouths, wet and warm, came together beautifully. Our lips pressed together, then opened gently as our tongues began exploring one another’s mouths. We were not embracing. Our mouths were touching. His hands rested gently on my waist. Mine were on his arms. The only other contact between us was the push of his erection against my stomach. The lack of contact was maddening, totally hot. All of a sudden my body was on fire. I did not want to go through any preamble or foreplay, I wanted to. I hooked my fingers around the waistband with both hands and pulled down. I didn’t realize it until the pantyhose were around her feet, that I had removed the bikini panties that she was wearing as well.She stretched out on the sofa, with me sitting on the very end and her feet resting on my groin. I gripped her left foot and began massaging it. It was my first attempt ever, and from the soft moans, I knew that she was enjoying herself. After about 10 minutes, she suddenly pulled her foot free. "That shit is real?" I really-really hated my new habit of squeaking."It's not real vampires. I think! The description caught on," James Larson told me. "We've heard they're strong and fast. Smart too!" According to the emergency broadcast, vampires can control the zombies and werewolves. Yes, those are real too!" Bianca told me."For some reason, the vampire is only hunting at night," James said. "Thank God for small miracles!"I nodded to them."God?" Brandi laughed at her husband."If you can.