I stepped up from my barstool and headed to the john to take a last piss before I walked down the block to my small apartment to retire for the night....My head was foggy from the booze, but I was able to walk alright, I wasn’t dizzy or anything. I made my way to the bathroom and entered, walking twords the line up of urinals on the wall. As I stood before the urinal and fumbled with my jeans, I heard the door swing open and footsteps enter the john.I turned my head and saw a nice-looking stud. I found a spot I felt confident loitering in and began observing the houses looking for opportunity. It was clear that one house was predominantly unoccupied. Subsequently the unlit windows provided good reflections of the house directly opposite - the target.I also discovered that whichever car was parked in a certain parking spot gave enough of a view to see movement in the target window. This allows me to remain in a less conspicuous spot until the situation went liveNow it was just a. He grabs the low-neck line of my tank top and says, “I know what you want me to do. You want me to just ravage you here and now!" He bites my ear lobe. He continues, "You want me to rip this top and force those amazing tits out into the night air. Don't you?!" Without any hesitation, he does exactly that. How does he know I crave this, dare I say, I love it. Feather like caresses turn to aggressive pawing at every sensual part of our bodies. I get lost in the high of our passion. Suddenly the. After our threesome adventure, Kayla had given Rose her bedroom and had never left mine. When Rose left, Kayla still stayed with me.I wasn’t entirely sure what was happening with Kayla and I. I’d become a vampire at a fairly young age and vampires weren’t particularly known for being involved in long term relationships. I’d known a few, but they all seemed to be people who had been turned together, or had met each other pretty early on in their vampire lives. I had 20 years on Kayla, but there.