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 syste... 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 dead isn't all it's cracked up to be. I know. I've been dead for a long time. Why don't you get one of those sex change operations. After I regain control, I dismount your shin and lean over, sliding my tongue up along your shin, trying to clean up after myself&hellip, taking my free hand and sliding my fingers under my panties, and pushing them into my pussy, getting them all cummy&hellip, pulling them out of my pussy and bringing them up to your lips, outlining your lips, leaving some cum on your lips. After spreading it on your lips, bringing my still cummy fingers down to your thigh, smearing it over your thigh,. I could tell the passion was reaching a point of no return and I had a close up view of the climax about to happen. That was when the spanking started. Red-I liked that name-began to slap Maple's ass. I could see the finger prints that were beginning to turn a deep pink. I watched Maple-for lack of a name- wiggle her ass back and forth as she ground her pussy down. Bodies were wiggling and thrusting as the guttural sounds began to rise in pitch. Legs and knees seemed to spasm as I could see. It is one of the most beautiful stories I've ever read involving lesbians, and deserves wider recognition. Sadly, the author died young, at age 34, and her page is no longer current, which is the reason I've re-printed it here. It's a tribute to a caring, courageous woman, who was taken from us too early. I hope open minded people of all sexual persuasions read the story, and search for the message of a free lifestyle that it portrays.A Show With Judith: FantasyI really didn't want to go to the.