Even the small children were able to laugh and play under the shadow of a good hanging whilst the image of all that blood at the French style executio...s was sufficient to put one off their normal desire for a wholesome meal in the early morning.Her name was Nicolette and her naturally curly black hair cascaded down her slender back almost to the mysterious curve of her posterior that bespoke an invitation for any male with appreciation for such matters to take up the gauntlet so to speak and. Focus on action, thrill, eroticism and/or sex. Avoid highly descriptive bloody horror. You can integrate your existing stories if you have some. The general genre of this story is an erotic action thriller, rated "R" or above.The story is in the same genre as other stories of the undead, except zombies remain with two basic needs instead of only one: eating and procreating. They are seeking healthy flesh and fresh sperm to cure themselves and live a little longer, and healthy wombs to. She's one of our singers, along with her sister, Frances." Well why didn't you bring her out here to meet us?" Grandma asked."I thought I'd bring her out next time, and I promise, it won't be three months before you meet her," I chuckled."It better not be, young man," Grandma announced. "I hope this is a nicer girl than that last one you were going with."I smiled. "No comparison, Grandma. Gina is something very special and I feel very lucky that she feels close to me."Grampa looked at me. She put her head back with her eyes closed as his hands were up to her thigh. That got my attention and I figured it was time to help me introduce him to my wife more intimately. I grabbed his hand and guided it over her swimsuit-covered pussy. I moved the spandex fabric aside and inserted my finger between her labia and over her clit. I looked over to my friend who was smiling ear to ear. Although he is married, his wife is not as sexual as Nicole; not even close. I went in the house to grab a.