While sleeping, he remembered her coming to check on him — giving him something to drink. He didn’t know what she gave him but it made him feel be...ter, as though his body needed whatever it was. She undressed him, getting him under the covers and onto the silk sheets. It occurred to him why it was so easy for him to welcome her into his life — how and why he was able to love her unconditionally. He thought it was because she appealed to him as only a vampire could. And then he thought of how. But to be popular, Clara has to dress in a way he would not approve. To get around that, she changes clothes both before and after school at my house. She doesn't realize how she torments me every day I'm there, seeing her strip in front of me.Clara is super popular in school. She is the youngest member of her small high school's cheer squad, and the only one in the tenth grade. She has dated guys from time to time, but has never gotten serious with one yet. I'm pretty sure she's still a. “You stupid piece of nylon,” she said, sounding exasperated.I halted in my tracks as I approached her. Seeing her bent over the pile of what should be a tent, I recognized that ass; it was the girl from the gas station this morning. “Need a hand?” I asked with a chuckle watching her fumble with the tent.She spun around in surprise hearing my voice, her blonde hair sticking up from the static, as her jaw about hit the ground when she made eye contact. I, of course, had a cat-who-ate-the-canary. Mymistresses were very cruel in this area.Last week I was taken outside and with the other girls had to run alongthe driveway. I was in my highest stiletto heels and they were insneakers. The objective here was to train me to run in heels if I everneeded to catch a bus or whatever. Again my ankles were shackled to keepme from taking large steps and additionally my legs were bound justabove the knees to further cause me to take small steps. If I fell,which was often, I was spanked on my bare.