The Cursed Night
You feel how the adrenaline runs through your veins and spreads throughout your feline body that gallops like lightning over the stony road without making much noise.
As a haunting shadow in the starry night, you follow the scent trail and the sounds of a fight.
You arrive in seconds to the tumult. There you find A naked man on top of a woman punching her.
You reacted quickly by throwing yourself over his neck ... until you saw the man lacerated throat with a bite and the lustful lips of the beautiful woman filled with fresh blood. She started laughing happily:
"You are new, aren't your little kitten? Go ahead eat him, I have no use for the flesh."
You look at her with curiosity while you eat; She is a tall and slender lady curvy as a Parisian whore with a fine and delicate jaw, large and sad almost golden eyes. Pale as snow and something strange, inhuman, but surely attractive. You say still confused: "Gabrielle, this is my name, for now "
She responds to your thoughts as if you are speaking out loud. "Oh, kitten. You are quite a charm. My current name is Mirabella. You can call me Belle. I am a vampire, and you remind me of how I was 100 years ago. In Boston hungry and alone. And if I can read your basic thoughts like If you were human, that is normal, it will happen in a few days when your transformation is completely complete.
You transform into a human again and strangely you felt no shame at being naked in front of Belle.
She replies in a purring voice as she wipes her face with a silk scarf: "Why are you going to be ashamed? You are no longer human. You are also beautiful and you know it"
You approach where the man's clothing lies on the grass at an invisible point from the road. A blanket is thrown facing the beautiful Truckee River. Sexy panties and lingerie mixed with your victim's clothes.
"Let's see what the guy had in his pockets." You say without being able to control your curiosity. "Hmm. Let's see ..."
The clothing was clearly tailor-made by a talented tailor. Inside the inner pocket of his vest, there is an official paper, signed by the Governor of Utah:
"Look at this, belle! It's the license for a Ladies club and vaudeville, In Nevada City. With the property certify of a building. "
Both of you hug each other happy as two schoolgirls in the romantic scene in front of the river. With you naked, any traveller would get a different impression of your meeting.
Belle offering you her hand while saying: "Look, kitten. You remind me of a good friend who saved me when my sire let me hang on after embracing me. She is not a cougar like you, she is a Hawk lady from the people "I think you and I should share vaudeville. It's a great place for both of us, and we can both protect ourselves. A vampire and a feline against the world."
As a haunting shadow in the starry night, you follow the scent trail and the sounds of a fight.
You arrive in seconds to the tumult. There you find A naked man on top of a woman punching her.
You reacted quickly by throwing yourself over his neck ... until you saw the man lacerated throat with a bite and the lustful lips of the beautiful woman filled with fresh blood. She started laughing happily:
"You are new, aren't your little kitten? Go ahead eat him, I have no use for the flesh."
You look at her with curiosity while you eat; She is a tall and slender lady curvy as a Parisian whore with a fine and delicate jaw, large and sad almost golden eyes. Pale as snow and something strange, inhuman, but surely attractive. You say still confused: "Gabrielle, this is my name, for now "
She responds to your thoughts as if you are speaking out loud. "Oh, kitten. You are quite a charm. My current name is Mirabella. You can call me Belle. I am a vampire, and you remind me of how I was 100 years ago. In Boston hungry and alone. And if I can read your basic thoughts like If you were human, that is normal, it will happen in a few days when your transformation is completely complete.
You transform into a human again and strangely you felt no shame at being naked in front of Belle.
She replies in a purring voice as she wipes her face with a silk scarf: "Why are you going to be ashamed? You are no longer human. You are also beautiful and you know it"
You approach where the man's clothing lies on the grass at an invisible point from the road. A blanket is thrown facing the beautiful Truckee River. Sexy panties and lingerie mixed with your victim's clothes.
"Let's see what the guy had in his pockets." You say without being able to control your curiosity. "Hmm. Let's see ..."
The clothing was clearly tailor-made by a talented tailor. Inside the inner pocket of his vest, there is an official paper, signed by the Governor of Utah:
"Look at this, belle! It's the license for a Ladies club and vaudeville, In Nevada City. With the property certify of a building. "
Both of you hug each other happy as two schoolgirls in the romantic scene in front of the river. With you naked, any traveller would get a different impression of your meeting.
Belle offering you her hand while saying: "Look, kitten. You remind me of a good friend who saved me when my sire let me hang on after embracing me. She is not a cougar like you, she is a Hawk lady from the people "I think you and I should share vaudeville. It's a great place for both of us, and we can both protect ourselves. A vampire and a feline against the world."