We had plans to attend a movie at the local theatre after a nice quiet dinner to ourselves. I loved going out with him, proudly hanging on his arm. He...was so handsome and many other women gave him a second look. He was magnetic. People were drawn to him. He had a winning sense of humour mixed with a fascinating intelligence. He always seemed to know a little about everything. I loved hearing him talk to different people. He would find a common ground and discuss various topics. The other person. " No more games, Kyle, it's time you fucked a real woman."Kate is my stepmother, my real mother took off when I was three, maybe that's why I have always had this sick fixation on her, or maybe her tight, tan body was too much for a healthy 18 year-old to bear. I don't want to overanalyze, it was hard enough keeping up with my class load and being the midfielder for a division I NCAA soccer team. She earned her right to be called a soccer mom by taking me to every game, practice, and. Naturally.” I nodded.“Come on, let’s go already!” Kayla whined. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the chair, then lead me to the bedroom.Ah, life.It had been 4 months since the events at the club. Rose had said with us just a few weeks longer before heading out on her own. She’d ended up as a room mate with another young vampire girl that she had met at the club, Sara.After our threesome adventure, Kayla had given Rose her bedroom and had never left mine. When Rose left, Kayla still. We found out that I was escalating…her word, not mine…anyway, escalating my drinking and promiscuity so Mark would find out and stop me. That was so self-destructive and so demeaning at the same time, I can’t believe it. Not only that, I knew darn well that one of Mark’s companies was a large-scale investigative agency. I was going to be caught one day, no matter what I did. Being stupid about it just hurried it along. We haven’t found out yet why I picked that path to stopping myself from the.