“mom pull the sheet back so we can see” Lindsey whispered, clearly too nervous to move. Kathryn swallowed, took a deep breath and moved toward her...boy’s bed. Connor did his best to keep as still as he could. Having awoken to the door creaking and the whispering of who could have only been his mom and baby sister. Connor’s first reaction was to yell at them to get out, but he chose to keep his eyes shut, and wait and see why they were in his room. He knew one of them was approaching his bed, he. The blood of four women the first night I fed carried me with no problem for five days. Days I used to plan how to refine my hunting techniques. By the time I began to recognize the first signs of hunger, I’d found other hotel bars where I could pick up women, feed until they fainted and then leave them safely tucked into their beds to wake up the next morning probably thinking they'd drank too much. I could go back to the bar or leave to drive to another. Going from one hotel to another meant. I told him this wasn’t the first time and then I think his girl friend wanted some privacy and they decided to go home. I walked them to the door and locked up. When I came back into the living room they were not there. I walked into our bedroom and he was between her legs pounding away. I grabbed a beer and sat back and watched. He fucked her for a long time, then when he was ready to cum he sat up and shot all over her breasts and face. He rolled off her and I took his place between her. Asking if he was alright, he said, "Yeah, I wanted to see how you were doing over here." It was awkward and I wasn't sure how to proceed...until he kissed me. Hard. The kind of kiss you get when you've been without for too long. The kind of kiss where your breath quickens and the tongue is freed, passion is unleashed as hands fumble to undo buttons, zippers, boots.He was hungry and I was nervous, not knowing how to handle all this so I did what a good student did: shut up, listen, and follow.