Myself, My Story My name is Athan Briggs. I am your typical nobody, hiding in plain sight. I used to be somewhat of a recluse… Now? I am just dead. ... guess you could call me something of a vampire. However, that title is more of a misnomer than anything else. I am not what Hollywood and modern society would consider a vampire, I can eat regular food, I can sleep and wake whenever I want, day or night. And I live forever. I cannot read minds, although I can be very, very persuasive. I drink. Forgetting something? Was there some female etiquette in a restaurantthat he wasn't previously aware of? All of a sudden Craig was gettinghopelessly out of his depth."Er what have I forgotten?" he replied as Diana sounding very unsure ofherself."You've forgotten your handbag hun. You left it by your chair," Alicereplied.Oh that stupid thing. Why do I need it when I have perfectly good pocketsin these jeans? Craig thought to himself."Of course. Thanks!" Diana replied picking the bag up and. Bob figured that she was close to 20 years olderthan he was. But he wouldn't mind fucking her. She askedwho he was, and he explained that he was Bob, and that hehad been invited to play games with her.The woman explained that it wasn't her who had invited himover, but was instead her daughter Mary. She brought himinto the house, and then went to get Mary. Bob was hopingthat Mary would be at least 18 years old.The woman came back and introduced a little girl as herdaughter Mary. Bob looked down. I knew I was going to have sex with her.So I picked her up, and pushed her in the bed. And I jumped on her. We were all sweaty, and smelling and we were filled with energy. She was wild. I kissed her hard, and bit her on the lips. She went rogue and tear my t-shirt. She started feeling my body. I just kept her close to my body and my hands were all over her body.She said, “What are you waiting for man?” I removed her t-shirt. I saw her breasts. They were like soft, white pillows made from milk..