She was suddenly surrounded by people of all ages all looking down on her with a mixture of curiosity and lust, more than one person poked and prodded...her in all sorts of places while others laughed and encouraged them while making jokes about making sure she was fresh meat etc.Tracey had never been so turned on, she was just a piece of meat to these smiling happy people, no more than that. She had seen a few people she knew looking down at her, a few girls from school, the neighbour guy, even. ‘Look. His arm is in mine, his dick isn’t anywhere other than in his own pants, so stop glaring at me.’ Taylor dropped her books and went to go for Marta. Her friends held her back while I got my friend out of there. Damn, she was strong when she was pissed off. Even when I got her outside she was still up for a fight, and unfortunately I was the only one available. The slap came first, and although her emotions were winding down, her own anger still raged within her. ‘For fuck’s sake do. " Diseased blood does bother me although it won't kill me since I'm already dead, heh heh. It gives me a bit of indigestion though. Alas, I prefer the blood of young and attractive women. I was fooled by your appearance but I could never be fooled by how your blood tastes. My system is adjusted exclusively to how they taste. I'm a bit of a gourmet that way," I declared without modesty."I see," said Billy. "I'll just go home and kill myself then." What's all this about killing yourself? Being. “I’ve offered to help. You don’t have to be so flippant about it.” “I don’t mean to be flippant. It’s just…” I paused. “Go ahead,” she insisted. “This isn’t all about sex to me, you know,” I told her. “We don’t have to screw every time we get together.” She raised her glasses and looked into my eyes. “It isn’t all about sex for me, either,” she said softly. “But if I want to, like I do today, we need to have a place where we can go.” “You want to have sex today?” I asked, genuinely astonished..