"Now, you have a choice to make," she told me. "I can't let you go on like you are now, since you know about me. So I will either have to kill you, or...transform you. Which will it be?"My male pride almost did me in. I started to protest, to tell her that I didn't want to be a monster. Instead, she put her finger on my lips and told me, "Shhhhhh. Don't answer... I can see what you want in her eyes." With that, she bared her fangs, and bit deeply into my neck.. I got very drowsy, and my vision. ”I walked to the front of the house, found the key in the flowerpot, and let myself in. I had been in that house a hundred times before but not since the new couple had bought it. I went right up the stairs and stood outside the master bedroom. I called out, “Is it okay if I come in?” The voice said, “Yes, come in.”I opened the door and stood there in shock. Before me was a naked woman. I had only seen her once or twice but I recognized her as one half of the new couple. Her hands were tied. .. It was typed at the hospital? ... Why would they do that? ... Huh. Makes sense."The other thing I need," he continued, "is the blood type from the May killing where the victim disappeared ... You remember that one? ... What was unusual? ... Okay, thanks." Mike hung up the phone.A few minutes later, Mike hung up the phone, again, after having called the hospital and gotten the results from their typing of the missing victim's blood. They had used samples from the gurney in the ambulance,. I gently rub across and down your back and you feel the warm oil as I dribble it lightly down your spine, a small puddle forming in those cute little dimples near the small of your back. I cup the oil in my hands and begin a rhythmic glide up and across your shoulders and back down along your sides. I can feel the tension starting to ebb from your body as I increase the rhythm of my strokes…down to the tops of your panties – my fingers dancing lightly under the waist and I hear a slight moan.