It was huge, the bedspread was silk and the colour of blood. BLOOD! All of the memories came flooding back to me in a quick rush. Vladimir, the cemete...y…him drinking my blood. I had no clue where I was but I knew I shouldnt be here. I swung my legs out of the bed and it was there I noticed what I was wearing. A black baby doll night gown…but no bra or panties. That freak undressed me! Yes I did and there he was. Standing in the door frame. He had changed his shirt to a black button up but was. He must have slipped through a space between the buildings. She stood there in the shadowy afternoon sun for a few minutes, wondering which way he had gone.Slowly, she realized there was a very slim chance she would ever find him again. She didn’t know his name, and they hadn’t spoken a single word to each other. This was like the erotic fiction she enjoyed reading, she thought as she smiled to herself.High on the feelingMelissa walked back to the train platform. She had to wait only a couple. "Do you want me?" I asked."Yes I do." He said."How bad?" I asked."I wish you were here, I really want you to come over now." He said making my body feel really hot and fuzzy because he just said what I wanted him to!"Would you let me do whatever I wanted." I whimpered."Yes I would." He said."Would you let me do anything?" I asked."Yes I would." He said."Anything at all?" I asked."I wouldn't even do anything to you unless you asked. I'd let you have all of the control." He said making me so. I was heartbroken, mostly about losing his dick, actually. But, you know how girls are, I quickly found a replacement, Adam Chappell.’ ‘So, how did it start with Adam?’ ‘Well, he came up to me one day in college at lunchtime. I was new in the school, maybe three weeks or so. He introduced himself and asked about me, where I was from and stuff, and we just chatted for a while. He was nice, really nice, actually. We had lunch together for several days and then he invited me over to his apartment.