She then wrapped her hands around my head and pulled me in for a long kiss, giving me a lot of tongue. I licked the inside of my sister/s mouth, and t...en moved my hands down to her breasts and rubbed them softly."I think we need to clean up," Cassie said."Yeah, I think a shower would do us both some good." You wanna?" Together, you mean?" Yeah, together," Cassie replied."Sure. Let's do it."Cassie and I got out of the bed and walked, nude, to the bathroom. I walked behind her as we made our way. He tells me that we only need one more blood exchange but warns me that soon after my body will begin to change. “You will begin to accept the Carpathian in you and so my body will change from human to true blood Carpathian. It will be violent. It will be painful. You’ll want to kill yourself. But you’ll have to deal with it because when it finally ends, you’ll be the queen you were born to be.” We look into each other’s eyes and the want for each other is there once more. We begin again but. I'm Sinai Smithy. I've only lived here eight years, you harlot." She then used her fingers to form a cross aimed at Phlegm. "Oh, for Christ's sake, I'm a lesbian, not a fucking vampire!" No one is sure which word caused the preacher's wife to slip a nitroglycerin pill beneath her tongue; perhaps it was a combination of all. Still, the thought of seducing the wife of the preacher who once banished her from his church merely because she had "borrowed" money from the Easter offering plate did. I decide to hope for blindness. I call out to my sister, Leslie, in as calm a manner as I can. ‘What?’ she yells from the family room. ‘Can you come here?’ Blue-grey wall. White ceiling. White arm. Navy comforter. I hear footsteps coming through the kitchen and a not so cordial, ‘What?’ I don’t want to freak her out so I decide to be discrete. ‘I need help finding my phone.’ I hear her laugh. She must think I’m pathetically hung over. I hear her enter my room and her phone rings. ‘What up,.