I’d been crossing the desert for…I don’t even know how many days. I’d lost track. I stumbled along in a stupor, half-insane from hunger and th...rst, but not dying. Every so often I’d come across a nearly dead stream, or some small pond fed by an unknown source, and I would drink up, not caring about the taste or what might be creeping in it, and I would walk on. After I’d left the hospital, I returned to my apartment. I’d needed to calm down and take stock of everything and try to sort it out.. On closer inspection She saw that the marks were actually her gray natural skin showing through her facade – somehow it had burned away. This greatly puzzled Her but then remembered that male flatmate had touched Her arm as She parted from him. What was with him that was making Her feel so uneasy. Wasn’t he just an open book that She was gonna slam closed all in good time? She used her supernatural power to cover over the marks and dolled herself up again ready to love and feed.Tonight She. Tanya was about 27 years old fair and with a reasonably good figure say 34-28-36..Tanya at first was extremely shy and was just keeping to herself but gradually with time we started talking and she began opening up.We cracked jokes had dinner and had spend time till 2am..She left around 3 and before leaving she took my blackberry pin and number.. I was still at the party after she left and in a while i got a msg from her on my blackberry..I was surprised but quite happy about it..We spoke till. My breathing was very loud and labored. Still her hand now on my ass. Paddle gone. I lay there crying for the longest time. "Good girl. You did good, honey. Now stand up and go back in the corner." Shakily I got to my wobbly feet and made my way back to the corner. My ass was way beyond numb. A flashbulb. Sounds like a Polaroid camera. Developing. Silence. She left the room. Time passing. Trying to catch my breath. A sobbing little baby girl. I'm still crying. Tears streaming down my face. Her.