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Ms. Crimson my Vampire love
By Dennis Arthur Dames
Monday, November 11, 2002

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Ms. Crimson my Vampire love...

©2002,2003,2004,2005,2006 Dennis A. Dames  

It was a full moon night when I met Ms. Crimson at a beach party. She was sparkling in the light of the sky, and was the most beautiful creature of that evening. I asked her for a dance and the rest is history. She became glued to me and I was her love hostage.

At the end of the social affair, we went to my hotel room in Nassau, and there we made love for hours and eventually went to sleep. I awoke to use the toilet, when I realized that I couldn't move nor could I see properly. I focused toward Ms. Crimson and noticed that she was happily asleep. I stared toward the mirror and thought that I saw blood marks on my neck. After further examination and the sudden will to get closer to the mirror, I became speechless as it was apparent that I was sucked dry of my blood and the night with Crimson was a bloodied sexual encounter that took my soul away through the irresistible sweetness.

Now, I am the lover of a blood sucker who has made a vampire of me. As she slept, I crawled to the refrigerator to find something that would energized my system. Vow, said I- when on opening the fridge's door, pints of the red stuff stared at me glowingly in the face. She is surely a thoughtful sucker, said I- on quenching my thirst on human blood.

The do not disturb hanger went securely on the door outside and I wrapped myself safely under a blanket with Crimson. We were dead asleep until the night of the approaching day. We open our eyes together and had about one hundred sessions of love until we became famished. Then, we got dressed for the evening and went on the town for a night of blood sucking and dancing to the beat of junkanoo, the unknown face.

Ms. Crimson and I were made for each other, and whenever we are together- there is sure to be blood flowing erotically. Crimson is a night of red times and days of simply quiet black sleeping. 

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Reviewed by michelle noble 8/15/2007
woah i liked. i don't usualy read to many love stories with vampires in them very good
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 11/11/2002
good write! love, a new friend in america, karen lynn. (((HUGS))) :)

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