My last living memory is that of the woman again, she entered the room somehow and was screaming at me about how stupid I was, that she almost didn't ...et here in time. I then thought that I saw her teeth, no fangs as she descended on my neck; I died.PART TWO: DEATH Something was wrong, pain flared through every cell in my body, I felt death, I felt dead, but yet not, I felt pain."It is alright my handsome Claude, the dark gift is working its magic on you, soon the pain will go away and you. We both seemed reluctant to risk having the other say, 'no, ' so we only lightly steamed-up the windows.Then, one evening after work, we were parked in my driveway necking and she reached down, took my hand and placed it on her breast. Even through her blouse and bra, I could feel her hard nipple which I began rubbing and squeezing through all those layers of fabric. Oh, did I get hard.She didn't touch me where I was hoping she would and we just did basically the same thing, neck with a nice. Avendelin, many years ago, used to be the kingdom's wizard until his mind became corrupt with the need for power and distaste for the young King. His thoughts were that the kingdom and the peasants needed to be ruled by fear instead of compassion and understanding. The King exiled him from the kingdom, when words of animal sacrifices were being used in Avendelin's spell work. A process that was not accepted in the Kingdom, as all life was to be respected.He knew it was going to be a treacherous. He almost thought, maybe he could convince her to stay with him. They could be proper lovers. Hell, why not? He was the man of the house now, he should have a woman he loved be his.But no. Mallao knew he could never provide Maia the excitement that she got from the American sailors and rich, fat tourists. She'd get bored, and go back to running around, and she'd probably tell all of Manila that he was a sister-fucker and a poor woman's lay. He'd never be able to work or fuck or show his face.