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Fresh From the Grave: Day 01

By: emap



Caution this is a strange story with strange language. If you perhaps have played Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines you might notice a certain similarity. All persons living and dead with a resemblance to said game are unintended and purely residing in your mind, I swear.



Fresh from the grave, sounds like something someone would tell a necrophilia lover doesn't it. Well if you happen to be one sorry but I am and I'm moving, well sitting, darn taxis never give you any room to stretch out anymore.

Ah look we are off the darn highway and onto regular roads we must be close to my destination, now if only I could remember what it was. I guess he remembered because we've stopped and he's looking at me. Grabbing up my things I open the door and step out into the night.

Well out into the night is a misnomer, I stepped out into total chaos. There is a club across the street, apparently there had been something of a bloodbath there are police and news cameras all over the place, some arguing with each other. A microphone attached to a rather attractive young lady is shoved into my face followed by a barrage of questions and a rather bright light behind her shining into my eyes.

"Pray tell us little miss fake blonde what you are prattling on about." Are the first words out of my mouth since that room where I had that undying.

She gets a shocked expression on her face, looks back over her shoulders at the lighted man before turning back to me.

"I was asking what your opinions are on the massacre that happened here at Club Meteor just two hours ago. Did you know anyone that was inside when it happened?"

"I fear I missed out on the massacre that must have been a quite red experience. I do not think I knew anyone inside likewise the likelihood of me knowing anyone inside there now is slim to none. Now if you would kindly excuse me little miss fake blonde I really must be about my own affairs that have no bearing on yours."

She turned a few shades of red as I turned back to the ever helpful taxi driver, his grin from ear to ear as he points me to where I am going he even knew which room I had a key for. I would have asked him to join me inside, I'm quite sure there would be a bed, except the expression on his face at my question was not a nice one. 

As I walk to my destination, finally knowing it is such a relief, it dawns on me I never actually asked him to come to my room with me. I suppose there are nice perks to being a living dead girl.

Inside my room, well rooms there is a separate bathroom, a fact I giggle over as I look around. Overall it's a nice place, there is a kitchen with a nice stove and big fridge, great big old king size bed with a lovely dark blue bedding set. A TV is against the far wall with a loveseat before it, a cheapish stereo adorning the wall besides the doorway to the bathroom. The other side of the doorway is where the important thing is, a computer. 

I turn the TV on and flip channels as the computer powers up, ah there we go, a news report. Not on this massacre that I missed, instead it is about an abandoned freighter that was spotted earlier today. Turning back to the computer I find a note on the screen telling me the email address I was given and the password to access it. I guess they do take care of their own living dead people, the emails are all sorts of great information, some warnings about things to avoid, massacres being one, more's the pity a great blood spurting massacre sounds rather appetizing at the moment.

Among all of these large emails about things to do, and not do there is a small little blurb of an email, saying to meet this person at a location tomorrow. I guess I will have to do the old Google map bit, but not right now, now I think would be a good time to find a companion for the rest of the evening since I'm not needed anywhere tonight.

After a quick search on the yellow pages I open up my luggage to put something on, always best to not wear what you died in if you can avoid it. Finding a teeny tiny little miniskirt with a matching top I quickly shed my clothes, before donning the mini and heading out sans panties of course.

Outside I sidestep the reporters and coppers before walking my almost merry way to another club, open of course. The bouncer outside takes one look at little miss me decked out in a lovely tiny little red top and mini and waves me right in. Many of the men waiting outside giving whistles and cat calls, though not sounding like cats, they really must be working on their cat calling.

Inside the club I am awash in the music, and smoke, the smell of alcohol and vomit under the almost overpowering aroma of deodorant, perfume and after shave. Eyes darting about looking for someone, anyone to spend time with, at least part of it in a way they wish, my hungry little peepers alight on a most striking specimen.

Companion spotted, my feet swiftly steer away from their original path toward the bar and instead straight at him. My companion, though he does not know it yet watches my approach with eyes alight in hunger of his own. I reach him and pull him close to me while beginning to dance with him, against him, into him. The powerful aroma of his interest and health almost drive me to do something most not good, but I manage to hold on, partly because he wraps his arms about me and begins to whisper in my ear his name.

I pull back a little, finger pressed to his lips with a wicked little smirk to my lips and begin to seduce him. As the music changes to a more sensual nature I dance my seduction, hips moving to and fro with the music, shoulders dancing back and forth gently, breasts swaying, my top somehow keeping me covered. He grins from ear to ear as he moves closer to me, putting his arms around me but not touching as if to protect me. I undulate to a crouch looking up at him, smirk still plastered to my lips as the song comes to an end.

The next is equally sensuous, perhaps the same song I wasn't paying attention. My hands reach out for his crotch, touching him lightly, trailing my fingers up and down the length of him, appreciating the size, the way his hips jump at my touch, his eyes never leaving mine as we both sway, him jerky, me smooth and sensuous. I move back up him, hips swaying arms undulating making my breasts bounce more for him. When his eyes dart lower I know I have him, my lips are on display, he is practically drooling.

I reach up to caress his cheek as we begin dancing together, my hip glued to his crotch as we move to the rest of the song, his hands roaming my back, almost moving around to cup my breasts before they alight on my rear where he pulls me into him. 

As the song ends I grab his hand and pull him toward the exit, thankfully he did not resist or ask questions until we are outside. No more than five feet from the bouncer who had ushered me in, the look on his face making it clear I could take him home with me anytime.

"Hey listen I'm Brian and you moved so well in there I would love to get to know you better but I came here with my friends and they..." He stops with my finger to his lips.

"Please words no more, this proposal is most serious, you leave with me for enjoyment most divine, or stay here with your friends." I say to him, my eyes taking on the seductive tone.

His eyes get wide at my words then dart up and down me for a second before he smiles and begs me to stay for just a second. I watch his rear as he darts back into the club, glad with my choice. The bouncer beckons me closer, ignoring the people waiting to get inside he leans close to me and puts a card in my hand.

"Listen if you don't like the way he moves give me a call I am out of here at one and I have tomorrow off." He whispers into my ear as I look down at the card in my hand.

"Your words will be considered most seriously, though we are sure we shall not call tonight, perhaps tomorrow." 

His eyes smiling as I look up only to see Brian coming back out, his eyes also smiling. I can't help but giggle at this I am surrounded in smiling eyes, and many more, all with a hunger while they stare at me. Brian hooks my arm in his and asks which direction we are going. I am forced to tell him to slow down his long legs eating up ground faster than my legs can swallow.

We reach the place I have a key for finally, where Brian gives me a raised eyebrow as if asking if I really stay here.

"Time being this is where I sleep yes it is nice inside with a great bed of the big persuasion." I say in answer, his grinning face suddenly getting closer.

I squeak as he picks me up, though nothing more than is done than to point him to the door we shall use. Once inside he takes me to the bed, places me on then grabs my head to pull me up to him for a very long wet kiss.

My hands grapple with his waist for moments before pulling his shirt up. As his skin is revealed my tongue traces over him, feeling the ripples of his muscle, tasting the sweat deposited there from his dancing, the anticipation of taking me home and of the hot sex I had promised him. Under it all I can smell his blood, hear his heart beating, and feel the heat coming off him in waves.

He is making me very hungry I want nothing more than to raise up turn his head to the side and bite. I want to taste of him, I want to feel his life ebbing and flowing into my mouth. I want to taste him, I want to feel his hot blood washing past my lips, pooling on my tongue before I swallow it down.

I even began moving for his neck, but am foiled by his lust for something besides blood. As I move higher he grabs my head and kisses me, hungrily he pushes his tongue into my mouth, our lips mashing together in an ebb and flow of their own. My hunger changes, I still wish to suckle at his life, but now I also wish to suckle on his cock, I wish to get him hard and inside of me.

My lust is stronger than my hunger so I am able to avoid his neck on my way down, at least avoiding biting at him. I simply kissed my way down his body, sucking at his neck softly on the way before I reach his waist and pants. These are swiftly undone and pushed down. I am stopped from suckling on his member by him stepping back and kicking his shoes off before dropping his pants the rest of the way and stepping out of them.

I drop to my knees before him hands outstretched grasping at hips before pulling him closer. Careful to not bite my lips and tongue trail up and down him before taking just the end into my mouth happy that I can still taste hot man flesh my head begins to bob on him, taking him progressively deeper. His hands in my hair saying all I need to know, guiding me, holding me still for his pumping hips.

I taste his pre juices when he takes himself from me, his wet glistening cock bobbing in front of me for a moment, so delectable, so tasty, so full of hot man juice, and life. I am drooling in hunger, for his juices of both varieties, I even try and lean closer but his hands go to my side, pulling me up and back. I can't help but groan as he climbs atop me, his hot member brushing against my legs, then my skirt. He is barely brushing against my hungry pussy when he leans in for a kiss.

As our tongues dance I can't help but reach between us and grab at his cock, guiding the hot flesh between my lips, pulling at him, trying to get him inside of me. He denies me though, our lips part and he pulls himself back down my body, shaking one finger at me as he goes.

"Not yet little miss eager, I'm going to make sure you are ready first." He says as his face lowers between my legs.

Anything I would have said dies on my lips as his lips part and his tongue traces my folds. Head falling back in a gasp as he licks me up and down, his tongue traveling all over my folds before his lips fasten on my protruding fun spot. As he sucks on me wonderfully a finger enters me, moving back and forth, side to side, sending me closer and closer to an orgasm.

As I get closer to that orgasm, I can feel it inching its way up from my rhythmically clenching toes my hands travel down and cup his head. I begin guiding him, to the spots so hot they just need his tongue there, my orgasm coming closer, it's almost here I am going to scream his name. My breath is coming in short gasps, moaning head tossing side to side, it's coming so close, I'm going to have it, then his tongue is gone, his fingers are pulled out.

I moan as I open my eyes, the orgasm fading, to see him climbing atop me. His impressive cock bobbing as he lines it up with me, my legs spreading wider to give him access, my orgasm rushing back with the mere thought of him in me, he rubs it up and down me before putting it in just the right spot. As he slides it into me I have my orgasm, the feeling of being split wide over him combined with the hunger for his flesh sending me screaming over the edge.

When my thoughts return to some semblance of order I find he is fucking me. This is no loving sex, this is rutting animals taking pleasure with each other and I revel in it. My thrusts soon match his own the power he is using to pound me sending us sliding across the bed. Each of my thrusts is met by his and shoved back into the bed, each masterful stroke of his cock sending me closer and closer to pummeling off the deep end of a toe curling screaming orgasm into cosmic bliss. Eager to make such a fall I move with him, screech encouragement and pull at him by the cheeks.

My feet alternate between wrapping around him and helping him thrust at me to perching on the bed giving me enough purchase to thrust back with wanton abandon. A vein on his neck is standing out, beckoning to me, I can feel him swelling up, his thrusts are losing all tempo.

When he cranes his neck and looks up to groan his pleasure I take my chance. As his swollen cock is spurting into me my fangs bite into him, almost as one his fluids shoot into me in spurts as his other fluids fill my mouth. It is not long before I take my fill of both his reaction is almost comical he falls on me almost as a dead weight thanking me for the incredible lay.

"Unless our memory has suffered a loss most dire, there was no lying about there was however lots of fluids sharing of a most divine nature. We would be most happy to accommodate you at any time. Though at the moment a fluid of a warm and wet nature would be in both of our interests, if you would be kind we could use a hand in walking that far." I manage to gasp out, my eyes riveted to the trickle of blood still evident on his neck.

"You aren't whistling Dixie sister, a shower sounds good." He says laughing as he gets up.

My protests of not knowing this Dixie, we aren't related and I can't whistle are stopped in my mouth with his finger as he pulls me up with him. His arms about me we both head into the bathroom, where we get the shower started moments before he falls in dragging me with him.

Water cascading down over us, him atop me I think perhaps I took too much when he moves. At first all he does is pull up to me for a kiss, then two and three before he stands pulling me up with him. His hands explore my body as we keep kissing, pulling me closer his hips thrusting. Wanting what he is offering I offer no resistance when he spins me, his hands going directly for my breasts my back arches to give him a better line to my pussy.

I can't help but groan as he sinks into me again, my hands reaching over to pull him closer for a kiss as he thrusts at me. Almost animalistic is his passion for me, as is mine for him. Our bodies thrust and retreat almost in unison, the passion rising up in our lungs to cascade out in moans and groans. The feel of him moving inside sends my toes into an almost permanent curl, his insistent pumping driving me against the wall. At the end the water is cold, my face and breasts mashed up to the tile, my rear presented for his passion. 

He releases his fluids again, arms wrapping around me as his hips jerk upwards into me again and again. His strength flies from him as the last of his orgasm is released. He half falls half sits on the edge of the shower a yawn causing a raised hand to cover his mouth, almost making him fall backwards in the process.

Somehow I manage to get him to the bed, his passion spilling out of me yet again, though that is a secondary concern. All of my thoughts consist of getting him to bed without anything taking a damaging spill. Once he is safely atop the bed I head back into the bathroom for a cold shower. Giggling about the frailties of men after two orgasms I quickly remove the last of his fluids from myself before searching for a hairbrush. I finally find one under the sink, of course the last place I look in the bathroom.

Freshly brushed wet hair cascading down my back I find the computer and make my google search. Very nice this particular place is easy to find. Secure in the knowledge of where I need to be tomorrow, my hunger satisfied along with my lust I shove him to one side of the bed and snuggle right up to him. His somewhat sleep disturbed arms roam around before finding me and wrap me up in his warmth.

The questions of what I am to be doing tomorrow quickly vacate as sleep overcomes me and I sleep the sleep of the freshly risen living dead.

Fresh From the Grave: Day 02



I awaken to a mostly empty bed, it's only occupant is myself of course I did not roll off in my sleep. I sit up and look around, my companion is gone, his name eluding me at the moment, not in the kitchen I walk into the bathroom to find it is likewise empty. Looking at my reflection I find my hair is a mess I pick up the brush glad that little myth is wrong. I giggle as I think of one thing, if one cannot see oneself in the mirror, how does one have good hair.

My hair in something of an order, not that my hair can ever really get into order, curly hair tends to dislike order with a passion, I move back into the other room. I notice then that there is a post it note to my monitor giggling at the thought someone left a love note to my monitor I go and pull it off. I sigh when I realize it is a love note of sorts to me.

"Hey I had a lot of fun last night and I want to do it again. You wouldn't get up you were sleeping like the dead so I left this note." His name Brian and a phone number are below the little note.

Thinking I had better come up with a name for myself, I had been told to not use my birth name I turn the computer on then move to the TV. I get news again, this time talking about the massacre last night then again of a freighter with no crew. When the news moves on to matters I care not about, the traffic report, I move back to the computer. I giggle when there is a new email asking for my name with a link, I click on the link then find a space for my first name appearing on the monitor. After my first name I get a last name choice I choose the best of these, then check what time I am supposed to be at this location, half an hour so I get up and get dressed.

Vixandra Jones steps out of her door for the first day of the rest of her unlife, I giggle at the thought. I am hesitant to step out of the shadow of the building into the sunlight until I realize the emails said sunlight is not to be feared and I was sitting directly in it watching TV. Tossing the visions of me bursting into flame and burning into ash away, I step out into the light, tensing a little anyway.

The most interesting thing happened to me then, nothing, with a giggle and a spring to my step I head in the direction the Google map told me. A number of men I pass saying hi to me, I great each with a salutations good sir and continue on my way. One of these starts following me, enlisting a couple more that I pass that are like him of Hispanic descent, well at least they are a dirty brown color that you always think of as being Mexican.

Thinking perhaps there is something wrong with my attire, I am sure there is not though it never hurts to ask I move behind a store I am passing. I walk behind the dumpster into the shade it is slightly warm today after all and wait for the three men. They look a little lost when they come around the corner looking around, I call them over.

"Sorry for hiding like that guys, it's a little on the warm side and I wanted to cool off a little. I am curious, you have been following me for a short spell and I admit to be worried my dress is out of place." I am leaning against the dumpster now, they all three look me up and down and smile.

"Your dress is out of place yes, it's on you chica. We are here to remove it and get a little of you." The shorter one tells me with a grin, his voice is very uncouth.

"Oh such a little man with big words, tell me do your girlfriends call you tiny or speedy?" I push him away then sidle up with a taller one he is somewhat cute though mostly I just feel like a little snack. "This tall drink of water on the other hand, I'd like to take you elsewhere and drink some of you."

The one I'd pushed gets up, oh my very bad I did not mean to push that hard, and pulls out a gun. The one I'm trying to coax someplace private backs away from me, the other taller one backs away as well.

"Bitch that's it, get on the ground and spread your legs or get a new hole in you."

I feign indecision as he gets closer looking at the ground and him, when he walks close enough I kick his hand with the gun. Self defense training turning into Karate classes pays off finally. The gun scampers away the short man comes for me his fist raised saying a few more things of an unkind nature at me. I put my palm into his nose breaking it with a most satisfying snap. A sweep kick later he is on the ground and I just keep kicking him, he called me very uncouth things and ruined my snack. A police officer pulls into the area behind the store and gets out of his car.

"Ma'am, if you please stop kicking him, and speak with me a moment." His voice is a very nice flavor to my ears I kick the short man one more time then walk over with a smile. "Ma'am if you would kindly pull your dress down, your underwear is showing and there's no underwear."

"Oh heavens, apologies most sincere good sir." I look down to find my dress has indeed risen to an unseemly height then pull it down. "This uncouth man was following me, there were two more one was nice to look at and gave me a desire for a little snack. This I suppose boy is a better term told me my dress should be on the ground and he was going to help me with it along with I believe the proper term is force himself on me. I returned a different sentiment on his size and pushed him away to better be near the lovely drink of water when he pulled a gun, it is over there now, and threatened me with forced actions again along with an or fill me full of holes I think is the term. I feigned indecision on which I wanted until he walked closer then kicked the gun away. The end result is as you see it, though there really is no need for your assistance, he is well in hand and I really must be moving on I am almost late."

"If you have no desire to press charges I can't force you. I'll take him in for medical attention then charge him with possession of a firearm. Did you have a purse with you?"

"Oh my no I forgot that, luckily I am not in need of the local coin. Good day to you kind sir."

He watches me go with a rather mystified expression, I think of going back and asking him for a snack except he would refuse and give me a card instead. I have a note and a card already so simply continue on. I am really starting to like this knowing what would happen if I try, though perhaps I should try it and make sure it is correct. I look around for a man I could live with myself for offering fun to and being accepted even though my head is saying no on the nice drinks. Sadly there are not that many nice drinks to choose from, finally I find one that my head says no and I would like to get alone for more than a snack.

"Excuse me kind sir, salutations and hello's would you be interested in going someplace private for fun, I find I have an itch only a man can scratch." 

He looks at me and I can tell he is tempted simply by the way his eyes travel up and down me.

"I'd like to I would, I am however married. Sorry I do hope you find a man to scratch that itch." His voice is nice, deep and resonating and puts a certain curl in my toes.

Curiosity satisfied I thank him and move on, speeding up a little so I am only fashionably late. Feeling weird for going to such a run down warehouse I squeeze through the chained gate. There is no one moving inside the fence, there is however an opening into the warehouse. I follow the path opened to me by this opening inside to find the inside is surprisingly dark.

Hearing someone moving around inside I move farther in letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. I am moving around a pile of boxes when it comes to me if I walk past this pile I will get speared in a bad way. I pause for a brief moment to mull over the things I can do before deciding on pulling on a certain box. With said box pulled the entire pile falls over to a curse word of a surprisingly amused nature.

"Damn fresh meat, they always just walk past the boxes." A rather dirty man says laughing as he climbs out of the pile.

"I am of an assumptive bent at the moment you are the man I was supposed to meet?"

"Well damn, don't you talk funny. I am that man yes I am to teach you a few things. Namely of the defending yourself nature, I hope you came up with a name." He says walking closer, he smells poorly with long oily hair and a sort of beard.

"I have yes, there are many things to be said for taking a shower. First among them you can stand closer to me, back away you foul smelling man." I have to hold my nose when he gets closer.

"Alright you made your point, I'm Jack this is my classroom. If you would kindly follow me I have a shower set up, you fresh meats are all alike lately, I miss the eighteen hundreds a bath was once a blue moon or when you got buried."

Jack leads me through the almost falling down warehouse out a door in the back. He pulls a vest then a shirt off, his boots are kicked off then pants. His clothes end up on a metal barrel that has seen better days long ago. He gets under the shower and I have to watch, he has a third leg, it is not enormous but it is a very nice length. A smell still bothering me I walk to his clothes then toss his shirt at him, followed closely by his pants.

"Ah hell if you're gonna be that way there should be some soap around here somewhere."

I look around for this mythical soap and smile when I find it is not mythical. I go and retrieve it where I had seen myself retrieving it and bring it over to him.

"Well now, since I'm doing a getting married cleaning, not to you don't get your panties in a bunch. I suppose I may as well ask you some questions, have you fed and have you found an attraction to people not sexual in nature?"

"Yes on the first, a very friendly man I met in a club last night, I also have a card from a bouncing man at the same club. The second not so much, there was a man earlier I wished to snack on, but he was also a very nice drink." Jack looks at me strangely.

"Well damn you get around. I have another question, how did you know how to get the boxes to fall on me?"

"I saw myself passing the end of the boxes and being speared in a not nice way. I looked around for a different path and came upon the boxes, one pulled sends them falling so I did that."

"Well I'll be a monkey's uncle, you can see the future."

"Well that would explain the foulness when I entered this domicile, where is this monkey pray telling me?" 

Jack looks at me then starts laughing, he ends up kneeling trying to catch his breath.

"Oh damn, you are a toot of a most likeable nature. One more question before I try and beat you up, do you know how to fight?"

"My feet are swift and true. I was taught the ways of Karate before I became a living dead girl."

"Well she-it I don't need to do anything for you, which is good we need to figure out who did the massacre in that club across from where you are staying, we had an underling for you waiting in there and he was killed. I suppose maybe your future telling can be a help."

Jack leads me back through the warehouse domicile out the opening then through the gate. A car is waiting for us, a good sized convertible with horns on the front bumper. I laugh at the silly ostentation of such a thing as horns on a car as we pull away.

"Hey don't laugh it's a good car." Jack says looking over at me as we weave in and out of the traffic.

"I am laughing at the horns, cars have horns on the inside not the outside."

Jack just groans as we pull into the parking lot of my domicile. He leads me to my door which is locked I don't recall locking it, luckily I have the key tucked into the tiny little pocket of the skirt, really little more than a fold of the cloth. Door unlocked we go in to find a purse of the very small variety inside is an equally small handbag with a driver's license and a bank card. Jack turns my computer on then looks around, he laughs at the love note I was left.

"Oh shush, he moved atop me very well and tasted quite good."

I have a note on my screen detailing the numbers needed for my bank card. Jack closes the note then asks me what my number was, I tell him twice in all he asked again a little later while we look through the new email detailing what the police have discovered.

"Have you looked under your bed?"

"No Jack, why would I look under my bed?" I am left rather bemused by the question posed.

"Because you have a weapon under your bed, go on get it out."

I reach under my bed feel around for a moment then find something to hold on to and pull it out. I giggle at the sword I have pulled out it is not very long perhaps a foot and a half plus the hilt.

"Since we might end up having to kill someone, we are just trying to figure out whom or what but they might still be nearby I am going to tell you how. You might laugh at the length, it is however all you need. Being shot doesn't do anything to us living dead as you put it, stakes are likewise pointless. Getting a limb cut off hurts, you can just pick it up and reattach it does that on its own. The one thing that you can't fix, being beheaded, shotguns might work if you get really close first shot to the face."

"I take it we do not grow eyes back?" Jack looks at me and smiles.

"Nope, so watch shots to the face, we can function after being shot up we do not however regrow so avoid being shot. That includes bullet holes by the way luckily there is a doctor amongst us, he does skin grafts so you are only left with a scar of being shot. Avoid military fights, mines and grenades may not kill us but we are left very screwed up and lucky if we can walk."

"Ah yes that was in one of the emails, as I recall it said to do whatever a soldier says, including letting him have his way with me. I can do that if he is a nice drink."

"Well in the case of military in a warzone, do everything they say, including letting them do you. Trust me facing grenade launchers and machine guns is a lot worse than some ugly dude fucking you. Now put that sword on and follow me, the club is closed for a few more days."

I strap the sword on as Jack leads me out my door, crossing the street is a quick matter, surprisingly light traffic. Jack heads for the alley behind until I grab his arm and point to the front door. He gives me a surprised look then heads for the door, until I grab his arm again, I see inside is a tall man with a very big sword.

"Tall man with very big sword inside of this club of death, waiting for someone perhaps us."

"Well fuck that would be Kegan he is the law as it were for us. He isn't supposed to be here yet." Jack opens the door and goes in, I follow behind a little nervous.

Inside there is indeed the tall man with the big sword, this Kegan fellow. He stands perhaps six and a half feet tall, lots of hands went into making him comes to me and I giggle. Kegan looks at us as I giggle along after Jack who keeps giving me a look of a strange nature.

"Ah Jack with the latest fresh meat, in the middle of a giggle fest I suppose." Kegan's voice is odd, rather grainy like there are a lot of shelled nuts tumbling around together.

"Oh no sir, there is no fest to my giggles, simply an errant thought. Looking at you I had the thought that a lot of hands went into making you."

"She talks funny yes there is a good side, she can see the future why we came in the front door." Jack says stepping a little away from me.

Kegan looks from me to Jack then back again and laughs.

"Well that is a nice thing to have. Come on Jack make with the looking around and telling me what happened."

Jack looks around and walks here and there Kegan walks over to me and puts an arm around me.

"Has Jack told you about pregnancy yet?" I have to look up at him way up, I'm not short but compared to him even Jack is short.

"Oh my make with the information, I was not alone last night and while he was a good dinner I made friendly in the bed with him."

"No worries alive can't make you pregnant, one of us on the other hand can and while it is a nice thought to some it has major problems. Basically, any child of ours will end up being just like the myths about us, well no reflections is still not applicable, but can't go into daylight."

"Do not have sex with one of us, some will try and seduce you because you are new and they like to watch the execution." Jack says as he comes over making me wish to wax poetic on the questions, he on the other hand continues waxing. "Now as for here it's a jumble, I can't make out who did the killing at least before they started killing. I can at least say we have a problem, it's definitely one of us, I just don't know who all I get is a face covered in blood."

"If they continue to do the massacre's I can find them simply by going by the clubs of soon to be death. Perhaps after the massacre, I find the idea of watching very far into the interesting side of things. Now if you would perhaps allow me to wax poetic on a question, there was mention of an execution, I would like clarifying words on such." I put in before Kegan can say anything.

"Anyone found to be pregnant is summarily executed. The father as well though they usually have evidence of being elsewhere. Just pay attention to those visions of yours. Do you have a cell phone?"

"Not unless it comes built in to me." I start giggling at the idea.

"Ugh Jack take her home and come pick me up, I'll make sure you get a cell phone in the morning. If that was one of us they won't want to feed again for a day or two at least, we can look around tomorrow."

Jack ushers me out the door and across the street again, then follows me inside. I go and turn the TV on then flick the computer on as Jack wanders around then picks up my clothes from yesterday, a card falls free.

"You should call this guy and get a little dinner, keep in mind you can only feed on the same person once a week and you need to have two a week. More is preferable two is just needed, and remember no killing unless it can not be avoided." Jack is holding out the card to me both of us spinning in place when there is a massacre at a different club.

"Jack I am rather in need of a number connector, could it perhaps be that I gain possession of the one you are using so fluently when it no longer serves a purpose?" I ask as Jack pulls out a cell phone, he looks at me confused for a second, then points to a cordless next to my computer.

I call the bouncing man, after some difficulty with speaking with him the volume of his abode is quite loud I make him understand I am the cat's demand of the previous evening. I tell him the location of my body, and make it known there are delights galore in wait for him. He promises to be here shortly then cuts his voice free of the confines. Jack is staring at me as I remove my top, there will be no need for clothes in the near future.

"Damn, you do more than see the future, you exude sexual desire. I want you and damn if I can't, I'll see if Kegan wants to filly shop."

Jack is gone now missed a little his appendage is of a most desirable quality. I remove my skirt and the sword, a little lost on where to put it I finally go and put it on the kitchen counter where I find some papers. I look through the papers to find the first is a contract from the phone company. The second is more interesting, it is a document showing how much I have in the bank feeding to the card in the new purse I was given, along with an amount I will be given every month. At the bottom of this document is an addendum that I need to do the tasks given to me to continue receiving the funds.

Any searching for the answer of what those tasks will be dies with a knock at my door. I move with eagerness, I might be a living dead girl sex is however a most welcome happening. I open the door to find my bouncing man and Kegan towering over him from behind. I usher my bouncing man inside then assure him Kegan is not my delight for the night before going outside with Kegan.




Fresh From the Grave: Day 02



"Sorry to interrupt your dinner, I want to ask if we will find anything if we go searching tonight."

I give Kegan a dirty look, his face stays in the resolute firmness making me wonder if he ever does any other face. I ponder going out and looking for the massacre creator and just come up empty even when Kegan starts mentioning clubs. 

"Not a thing is appearing in my noggin, apologies most sincere. Before I go for my fun and drink, I wish to ask of thee if you are capable of the upturned lips. I am becoming of the opinion that your lips have frozen in the face of mad."

Kegan gives me a smile getting me to return in kind, Jack comes over asking if they can go filly hunting. I wonder for a moment on why he wishes to find horses then dismiss it and head back inside. I find my bouncing man watching the boob tube a rather apt term for it he is watching a show with lots of bouncing boobs. I decide to give him my bouncing boobs to watch, a thing he welcomes with a smile as I undo his pants pull him out and stroke him erect.

After pulling his rear to the edge of the sofa I move atop him and rub my cunt up and down the length of him. I smile at the feel of his erect cock rubbing along my most sensitive area, he smiles at the feel of me on his cock. I reach down after rubbing along him a few times, move higher, position his cock to meet my entrance and sink down him.

I bounce on him in a fast manner, my sole intention on getting him to reach an orgasm and bathe my insides with his fluids. His hands come up to my breasts giving me more pleasure than just his member inside of me. I keep bouncing on him moaning a little now, this is really feeling good. I find myself nearing an orgasm with his cock shoving aside my insides then retreating to do it again, his hands on my breasts and the look on his face as I bounce.

Sadly he reaches orgasm before mine has formed, he groans out as his cock swells a little inside of me then I feel the warmth of him. He pulls me closer to him as he starts to move a little under me getting the last of his warmth into me. I get off his lap and recline next to him happy with the pleasure I was given, no screaming mountain of pleasure for me, I very enjoyed giving him one.

"Hopes are high you can perform thusly yet another time before sleep befalls."

"I can do that again yes, I think food is in order first. I checked your fridge is empty, pizza sound good to you?" He is looking at me with a smile.

"I am not of the eating thoughts if you are of such thoughts then I can think of no better than what you desire. I will offer up my plastic fount of coin for your sustenance."

"Well now, an eager woman for sex and will buy dinner. I will accept your offer. I guess I may as well use your phone to call and order." 

He gets up and does something with his phone before inputting numbers in my phone. He orders up a pizza while I get my purse and pull out the plastic in question, while he is saying the numbers he gives me an odd look then shows me the unsigned white part of the rear of the phone. Spying a pen on the desk I don't recall ever being in possession of I take and sign the card. With him returned to the sofa I turn on my computer eventually finding I have new messages.

The first of these messages is phone numbers I need to know, Kegan and Jack being the first ones along with another name. Wondering who this Charles is I move on to the second message. This message is of more pressing concerns, it is about a cell phone, I have a link to pick the phone and style. Finally I settle on one promising to have music and internet access in a nice blood red and pink metallic camouflage pattern.

There is a knock at the door I get it the bouncing man tries to get it, he stands up to fasten his pants, then stops as I wave at him on my way to the door. On the other side of the door is a tall man, perhaps as little as nineteen years behind him, I look him up and down and tell him to come by tomorrow late with a smile. He stammers out a few things as I collect the pizza then put my mark to a slip of paper with another piece behind it.

A piece of paper collected I shut the door after giving him a very nice kiss. My bouncing man is already eating pizza on the sofa I pause to think I should get a dirt eating machine then join him on the sofa. We watch TV together, a strange show that makes me a little hungry showing blood all the time. Twice he offers me the pizza, I decline the second time the thought comes to me I should ask Jack and Kegan tomorrow if I can eat regular food.

With the pizza remains safely ensconced in the once empty cold storage machine we retire to the bed. With my dinner of the night fed and rested the fun is to happen, I find I am still rather excited from the last time as he crawls atop me his clothes now on the floor. I watch his cock bounce as he moves atop me, I reach down and guide it to the place I want it.

He groans as he slides it inside of me, I give him an answering moan as my insides part for him. I can feel the ridges as they move deeper inside of me, he is a good sized man and I find this is a glad thing. When he starts to move I rut right back at him, wanting his movements increased with my own. In short order he is pounding at my happy little pussy, forcing my rear quarters into the mattress of the bed with each shove.

I am happily returning his shoves with shoves of my own, leading to a toe clenching moaning release of my excitement. His own release of excitement with the raising of head to crow out his delight when he begins to unleash his warmth into me has me rising up to feed. I have to moan at the release of both of his fluids into me, his blood tastes good and his man juices feel good. I lick up the extra blood on his neck when I have had my fill before he rolls off me and starts to fall asleep.

I look around thinking on things I need done and realize I need nothing, except perhaps a shower. I look at him he is out like a drunk after last call so climb over him to the floor. After my shower I brush my hair then sit at my computer to search for clubs in the city only to realize no printer. Promising myself to call Jack tomorrow and do shopping before we go club hopping for the massacre creator I climb into bed.



Fresh From the Grave: Day 03



Hey lazybones go and vote already :p

When I awaken on this day I am again in a bed of one, my bouncing man is watching TV. When my feet have found the floor he comes over and pushes me back on the bed. Seeing what he wishes I greet his advances with a smile and an opening of legs. He puts a finger to my pleasure center, moving it here and there making my head roll about and moan in pleasure. He kisses me as his finger does its dance of creating joy for me I am getting close to an orgasm when he moves atop me.

I moan again when he has sunk into my depths, his incessant movement sending me closer and closer to that orgasm. I look up at him, his face so earnest in his determination to bring me to an orgasm with his cock in my depths. He puts his hands to my breasts giving me more pleasure as he moves in and out of me. My legs wrapped around him I reach my orgasm moments before he reaches his. He is groaning above me, I am moaning below him loving the feel of his hot fluids entering me.

I sit up as he climbs off me smiling at him then running past him when I notice a box on my counter. The box is for a cell phone, yet it is empty of the number connector. I retrieve the pamphlet of how it works and go in search of my number connector. I find it on the sofa with my bouncing man, he had returned to the TV watching when he had finished enjoying me. I turn the computer on as I go over how to do things, then input the numbers I was told to know. 

Jack becomes horny car Jack, Kegan is seldom smiling Kegan, Charles I have not met yet so he becomes unknown Charles. Deciding I should call Jack right away I do to receive his voicemail, I leave a most mean message for him to call me back. With no new messages for my attention I turn my computer off and go watch TV with my bouncing man. I bounce when my number connector rings it is a most unpleasant noise, vowing to alter the noise I pick it up and flick it to the receive voice mode.

"Your insults are strange, so what are you in need of doing?" Jack's voice floats through the air into my noggin.

"Ah Jack yes, I find I am in need of the shopping variety before we go on our hunt."

"I can drive you around for a little while Kegan is of the mind to start when the sun falls. I'll be over in about ten minutes."

Jack removes his voice from the connection I get up to get dressed my bouncing man watching then does the same. He leaves with a kiss and his name nestled in my noggin, Andy is a most fine name for him. When Jack arrives he comes in and looks around.

"Jack I have a most interesting wonderment and I am of the hoping mind you can answer. He ordered pizza last night and offered it to me twice, so I have wandering thoughts of wonderment on whether or not I could partake of said pizza."

"Yes you can, just eat very light. You don't work like you used to so food sits in your gut until it is dissolved. Probably best if you buy a few frozen meals and stick them in your freezer. That way you don't look weird, it's easier if you present yourself as homeless, no fridge or pantry to stock."

"Heavens no, I enjoy having showers and fixing my hair. Now we must be off I find a printer would be good to have for my computer. I also need a dirt eating machine if I am to stay here I must have a cleaned floor."

"I know just where to go, grab your sword we will go hunting after. I'll be in the car talking to Kegan." Jack is out the door before the word Kegan has fully formed in the air. 

I collect my sword and look around my domicile while I belt it around my waist. My computer is off the TV is still on talking about the crewless freighter in the harbor. I turn that off then grab up a flower shawl, I tie that over my sword so it is hidden for the most part. Jack looks me over when I reach his car he is still speaking with Kegan, and gives me a thumb up.

"You probably will know this already, Kegan will meet us at Best Buy, funny thing, his filly of last night lives near it." Jack says with a grin as he hangs up and starts his car.

"I had not thought on it, though I find I needs to question on something. Why did you go looking for horses last night?" Jack looks over at me and almost runs a red light.

"Shit woman, don't ask silly questions when I'm driving. We went looking for and found women, live ones that we managed to talk into bed. Kegan's sword is in my trunk."

I give Jack a dirty look then settle back in my seat for the drive to Best Buy. While sitting at a rather long red light the man in the car sitting next to me hands over a note with a name and a number. Under the number is a message saying in case I decide to move up in men. I am laughing as we pull away eventually showing Jack the note, he groans then pulls out his cell phone. He has me help steer the horny car while he inputs into his number connector.

"Well if you think he's good enough to feed on and have sex with feel free. All of us living dead are given a cell phone, you should have gotten one with your purse I guess there was a mix up. We are also monitored so no one can have a cell phone not listed with the directory."

"So Jack I can trust any notes with a number I am given as not being living dead?" I ask as we pull into the parking lot for Best Buy, we stop quick to let Kegan jump in the back seat.

"No, check on the numbers you are given, some of the living dead men will give you their number in an attempt to get you to lie with them."

"Listen to Jack and always refuse notes from very well dressed Italian men. There is a mafia of sorts among us they are all Italian and very dangerous. Also I got a call from Charles it seems the news of your ability has gotten out. When we finish with our hunt tonight we are all going to a meeting." Kegan says as Jack finds a spot to park.

"I find I have two questions dealing with me. First, what sort of tasks will I be given to do? Second, I find I am curious as to how much free time I will have, TV is not that interesting much of the waking time I feel perhaps I should buy a game."

"As for the first we will find that one out tonight I believe. The second, if you find one you like feel free, rarely are you called on to leave at a moments notice." Kegan says taking my arm and leading me into Best Buy.

Our first stop is the vacuums I go through each one before I find one that works well for my domicile. It is not overly powerful or large and it is not to small, so now armed with a box we move on to the printers. This task is easier, there are only a few that do everything I want so I grab one. Games on the other hand takes me a while, I do not wish to have a shooter game, which rules out perhaps sixty percent of the games there. I find the strategy games to be lacking on strategy for the most part. Finally I decide on a game that has Kegan smiling, he also has this game, Jack wonders aloud on multiplayer games.

Back in the car my dirt eating machine and printer in the trunk I read the manual on the game. Kegan offering tips as we drive around, the first club we stop near I have to shake my head. The second club I get a smile at explaining we would all find sex there. The third and fourth clubs I shake my head at, fifth club I stop to consider, something is telling me here. I almost indicate this club until some people are tossed out and more leave the line then I see nothing happening.

Kegan calls one of the ones thrown out over, he points him out to me as he is coming over, I shake my head. The man looks relieved as we drive away, Kegan explaining he is one of us as we pull up to the next club. I gasp when I realize this is the same club I met Brian and Andy at. Kegan grabs my shoulder looking at me questioning, I shake my head until I think about going inside. I am half out of the car before Kegan and Jack have grabbed hold of me enough to get me to sit down again and look at them. 

"This is the club it is of special importance to me, the bouncing man out front was dinner last night I met my first dinner inside."

Kegan and Jack get out of the car then go to the trunk, both pull a sword out, Jack's is much shorter. Jack puts his sword on his back under his vest, his long hair hiding the hilt. Kegan's huge sword can't be hidden he strings it on his back then heads for the alley. Jack takes my arm and walks me past the lines to Andy my bouncing man.

"Andy I am trying to get my friend here a woman, may we go on in?" I ask a smiling bouncing man as we get closer.

"I'm not supposed to, though I suppose if I can visit you again I can see my way to not noticing you going in."

"Well of course you can, every Monday you can come right on over and we can repeat last night and morning I very enjoyed both."

Jack propels me past a beaming Andy pulling the door open for us. Inside it is not quite as heavily packed as my first night I am confused until I notice many people are packed around a few tables in the back, bachelor party. Jack takes me around the dancing area toward the bathrooms then past them to the alley door. Kegan comes in quick through the door then propels us before him out of the hallway for the bathroom to a corner booth.

"Now come on out with it where is our prey?" Kegan asks as we sit down, his sword now resting on the floor next to him.

"I do not know I can not get an imprint of who it is I only know he will be attempting a massacre here." 

"I guess we are early I'll go get us drinks, yes you can drink, they go away quicker. Alcohol is handy in that regard." Jack says ushering me out of the booth to head for the bar.

"You may like to know this, Club Meteor opens again tomorrow. I'm the guy at the door so you can invite anyone you want home, I'll know if they are one of us." Kegan says with a smile at me while we wait for Jack to return.

Jack returns with a tray loaded down with three shots of whiskey and three beers. I give him a dirty look as he puts one of each in front of me, Kegan chuckles making me look at him.

"Sorry but no chick drinks, to much water in them, beer is as watered as you want to go. The iced tea's and whatnot take to long to dissolve in you, handy if you are hungry but can't yet."

Jack drops my whisky into the beer, which helps on the flavor at least. We sit and watch the people dancing and the bachelor party. The dancing is a little not so good except for one guy I can't take my eyes off. He moves so fluidly, as if he has been dancing for ages and nothing else. Jack once he noticed him has his hand on his forehead like he has a hurting noggin. Kegan leans forward a not good look on his face tapping the table, Jack nods. Kegan leans back and grabs his sword, not getting up yet just holding it.

"Methinks I missed something, what is wrong with you two?"

"The man you're watching is one of us, an old one of us. He is very hard to kill and I think he knows you are one of us. I'm not sure your Karate will work on him, he has been the world over many times." Jack says behind his beer.

"Chances are good he is the massacre creator you are keen on watching. I am not sure my sword will be enough, he moves fast." Kegan says with a grim look on his face.

"He is starting now." I say looking at him seeing him look around then moving toward a dancing woman.

Jack gets up out of the booth when I shove him that way, Kegan starts to get up until I wave him back. I get four steps then wave to both to follow, the man has gotten up close and personal with the woman. He puts his head to her neck the expression on her face explains he is feeding. No one else seems to notice except Jack and Kegan, both suck in their breath behind me. The screaming starts when the man pulls back from the woman revealing her neck is torn open.

He produces a small sword from his back like Jack has this is used to cut open a few nearby dancers. He moves toward the bachelor party moving fast as Kegan said he does. He beheads one man, slashes the throat of another and is moving on a third when I yell at him.

"Bartholomew, this ends now." 

His name came to me, the man pauses and looks over at me. His eyes glance over Jack and Kegan with their swords out, they fall on me and stay there, my sword is still in my sheath. He moves closer to me, Jack and Kegan moving closer until I wave them back.

"You have great faith in your sword arm to not pull it already. I am already armed I will give you a chance to pull your sword before I kill you." His voice is quiet and full of fury.

"I do not need my sword I am only to keep you occupied until Kegan finds the right place to behead you from. So come little man, let us dance some until you find you are dead."

He looks at me with disdain then comes for me, I see what he will do and counter. He comes in fast his sword whistling for my head, I drop to move into a sweep kick. He jumps over it laughing until I stop sweeping and kick him right in his balls. He falls back with a groan of pain though he is back up and coming for me again. I stayed low, when I see he will attack for my head again I jump up and do a spin kick catching him square on the jaw.

He stumbles away before falling he is up again in an instant. I pull my sword motioning Kegan to my left he moves then stops holding his sword high at his side. I wave Jack away from where he is he moves looking uncertain. Bartholomew looks between all of us until I motion to him disdainfully lowering my sword. He charges me with a roar his sword in both hands. I drop below his diagonal chop at me my sword coming up at the same time neatly cutting his hands off.

Kegan moves in quick behind his sword whistling and cleaving Bartholomew's head from him. I look at it as it lands next to me, the head blinks twice looking quite shocked before it stops moving. I stay there expecting to have a lot of lightning or it turns to dust or well something, none of that happens, instead Jack is pulling me up. We head out the back door Kegan carrying me so I can keep up.

I hear the sirens once we are in the alley running through to Jack's horny car. The swords are dropped on the floor of the backseat as Kegan hops in I get shoved into the front seat. Jack drives us away slowly making us look more like some curious passerby than the three who just killed a living dead man. Kegan gets Jack to pull into a parking lot a good distance away from the club.

"I'm not sure which is worse, the fact that was easy or how I needed you to distract him to do it."

"Kegan that wasn't really easy, the whole time we were moving closer to him I was picturing how to do it, all of them ended with one or all of us dead except that one. Honestly you were supposed to move to my right and get him when I round kicked him. Luckily he was worked up already so I was able to goad him into attacking me the third time. Sorry Jack next time I'll work it so you can kill the perpetrator." I say trembling a little, fully expecting to burst into falling tears.

"Oh no that is fine, I fully expect Kegan and you will be the ones finding people. I only came this time because neither of you two has a car. I'm supposed to train fresh meat and figure out who did it. Oh Kegan, where is this meeting I was not included on the message?"

"Right here, well pull around behind the back entrance is open."

We drive around the large store to find the unloading section is open. There are several cars parked around already, two of them long black limousines. Jack finds a spot to park then pops his trunk he pulls out a couple shop cloths to clean our swords with, not that there is much blood on them. Sheathing our cleaned swords we head inside, it is not hard to find the meeting, there is a man waiting for us, tall and very well dressed. He smiles at me then motions us to follow him into the storage area.

There are perhaps twenty people sitting on folding chairs in an open section. A very tall black man walks over to us smiling then leads me and Kegan over to the desk the chairs are all facing. He motions to Kegan to speak first with a curious expression on his face.

"We have dealt with the massacre creator. Bartholomew is now dead because of this little lady." There is much gasping among the people in attendance.

"Pray tell us how you managed that." The tall black man has a very deep voice.

"Kegan landed the killing blow I made him forget himself with two kicks then removed his hands. Kegan moved in behind me to sever his head, it was really quite well done on his part if slightly later than I wanted."

"Our newest member has foresight she knew how to do it, she was late in telling me what I was to do." Kegan says getting more gasps from those in attendance.

I take this pause in word exchange to look around, there are two very well dressed Italian men in addition to the one that lead us to the meeting. A rather muscular woman is sitting to my left a very gaunt man is in the very back. The rest are rather ordinary most are of the Caucasian bent, some are Mexican and two are black. The gaunt man in the back stands up waving his hand until the tall black man standing near me points to him.

"I am curious as to how she knew how to kick him, Jack doesn't teach kicking to the fresh meat."

"My feet are swift and true with the style of Karate."

"Enough questions I am happy to introduce to you all, our newest member, Vixandra Jones. In light of her recent actions I think it best she assist Kegan in his duties. Of course if any of you wish to call upon her for assistance feel free to do so. I am going to add a stipend to that, no asking for the winners of anything. I am sure she could provide them, we make enough already however. Vixandra you will not be able to place bets on anything and stay out of Vegas, they take a dim view on perfect betting." The tall black man speaks with his hands motioning here and there.

"I find my little noggin with a conundrum perhaps you can help with. Is this all there is of us in this city?"

"No there are a few hundred of us in the city, what we have here are the leaders of each section of the city. I am also going to take this opportunity to ask that you three visit the abandoned freighter in the harbor. I'm sorry Jack but we will need you to take these two around a little longer, I've run into a problem with getting Vixandra a car."

"These hands are not built for car steering motorcycles are what I feel a need for."

"Yes exactly my problem, I am working on getting you an assistant. It would not do to have you and Kegan tooling around on a motorcycle with swords. The police only ignore that so many times. My problem lies with finding someone that will drive you around and not try and get in your skirt."

"I know of someone, she would try and get in Vixandra's skirt though that wouldn't be a problem." The muscular woman puts in the tall black man looks at me.

"I've never been there though I do not see a problem with trying once, perhaps more."

"Can she fight? I do not see why we can not take her along with us into the action." Kegan puts in getting a slightly excited look to him.

"Marie is good with a gun." I say getting everyone to stare at me.

"I wasn't thinking of her but well shit hang on let me call her." The muscular woman pulls out a cell phone and speaks into it looking at me several times. "Well there you go you have a surprisingly excited lesbian coming to visit tomorrow in the afternoon. Charles if you could forward an address to her email she will check when she gets up."

"Ah yes of course that will be done within the hour. I see some of you have a wish to ask for Vixandra's assistance. Please put those on hold for now, let us deal with the freighter first. You three are excused there is nothing else for you today, Kegan before I forget there is an opening coming up at the apartments across from Club Meteor." The tall black man, the mysterious until now Charles tells us with a wave of his hand.




Fresh From the Grave: Day 03



I can hear him behind us speaking of other matters as we head outside. Once we are back in the car I turn to look at Kegan.

"Kegan my noggin is full of questions to ask tonight. Chief among them is why do you not have a car?"

"My vision is bad, I mostly track people and things by the sound, anything more than about twenty feet and it is just a blur. Before you ask glasses do not help tried them before, part of my change you see. We all get different abilities, I hear well and I am strong. Bartholomew had speedy movement with his hands mostly he wasn't all that fast a runner. Jack here can see what happened, something like watching TV unless it's changed on him. Charles is a special case, he ended up with two or so it seems, he can see emotions and thoughts, or at least he makes very good guesses on thoughts. Why he is the mayor so to speak, really all he does is chair the meetings and assign duties."

"The guy that took us to the meeting area is a very special case, he heals slowly but he heals. He's used it a few times to end up officially dead. Rumor has it he was beheaded once and came back to life when his body fell next to his head. I don't think we have had anyone with foresight before, at least not in my two hundred years." Jack says as we pull into the parking lot of my place.

"I think I'm going to be over there." Kegan says pointing to a U-haul truck about five doors down from me.

"Oh that is marvelous, you can help me with this new game, though I think perhaps we will end up playing at different times." I say collecting my game Kegan and Jack collect the printer and dirt eating machine.

"I am going to ask because it has been gnawing at me, you call the vacuum a dirt eating machine, the printer is a printer, why is that?" Jack asks putting the dirt eating machine on the bed.

"Because that is a dirt eating machine, it swallows dirt from your floor and does not put it back. A printer is a printer because it prints on paper, you try coming up with a better way of calling a printer." 

Kegan is laughing as he unpacks the printer and sets it up.

"Honestly I am wondering why you wanted a printer your cell phone tells you how to reach places and looks for things."

"Because my number connector is not good for pictures of places, I am of a need to see places to get a good idea of what happens on the inside. With a printer I can search and get front pictures of most anything. Without pictures I need to either be at the place or simply do a going to places. Reminds me, Jack did Bartholomew have a place in the city, yesterday when I searched I pictured door to door searching and came up empty."

"Well shit, no he doesn't he wanders around the world why we had no idea he was in town. If you came up empty on a door to door search in the city that means he either was staying outside or was on that freighter."

"That means we better get to that freighter before nightfall. If he was on it he may not have been alone. Come on Jack let's go visit that sex for us club see if we can get some dinner." Kegan says pulling out his cell phone as he propels Jack out the door.

I get my computer going on installing the game then see about getting my dirt eating machine in order. While I am getting it out of the plastic and cardboard I realize the computer is making nice music with tinny noise machines. With a groan I retrieve my number connector and send Jack a note that I need to buy good noise machines for my computer. There is a knock at my door getting me to drop the number connector and open the door. 

On the other side of my door is the pizza man of yesterday looking very nervous. I let him in with a smile he looks around then heads straight for the computer. Realizing I still have my sword on me I get it off and placed on the counter with the shawl over it. I walk over to where my dinner is sitting at my computer doing something with the install.

"Do you need to create an account or are you installing on a new computer?" He asks looking up at me, his voice is really quite nice, a little high but full of enthusiasm.

"I need to create an account I have never played this before. Though with you here it will wait I have other things in mind with you." 

I pull open my shirt with him watching, his jaw drops as he stares at my bare breasts. I undo my skirt and let it fall to the floor, he does not move as I dance a little for him, seductively moving my hips presenting then hiding my bare pussy. I smile at the tent in his pants as I pull him away from the computer thankful for wheeled chairs. I undo his pants falling to my knees, his erect cock bobbing at me I can not resist sliding my lips around it.

He groans as I engulf his cock, I love the feel of his flesh in my mouth. I get a nice flavor from him almost immediately as I bob my head. His head has fallen back and he is staring at the ceiling when I look up at him. I start to hum on him getting him to look down at me his eyes glazed over with lust. I moan when he gets a surprised look to his face, he is starting to orgasm.

I swallow his fluids as they eject from him loving the feel of the warm white goo in my mouth. I keep bobbing humming more when he does not get soft, relishing sex with the able to keep performing I pull my mouth off him then climb into his lap. We both moan as he slides inside of me my insides parting with ease, even when he keeps going farther than most. Loving having a long piece of man meat in me I bounce on him, his eyes are riveted to my breasts.

I lean in for a kiss glad to have a good sized chair my excitement is reaching a fever pitch with him inside of me. My bouncing gets faster as I near my orgasm, his groans and moans indicate he is getting close himself. I reach my orgasm first getting me to stutter atop him my insides clenching on him as I try to keep moving and extend my joy. His orgasm crashes over him getting him to thrust up into me, his back arching and his head rolling from side to side.

With his hot fluids flooding my body I take his second head roll as an opportunity to feed. My teeth sink into his flesh he moans again thrusting harder at me I moan as both of his fluids enter my body. He is thanking me as I pull him over to my bed, both of us falling atop it and falling asleep.



Fresh From the Grave: Day 04



I awaken to an almost empty bed again I groan at the tendency my dinner's have of running away the next morning. I get my feet on the floor go over to my computer and notice it is still on when I realize there is a rather incessant pounding on my door. I go and open the door to a smiling woman, a little taller than I am with flowing blonde hair and rather oversized breasts.

"Hi I'm Marie and damn woman you know how to greet a gal." Her voice is very feminine yet she stands more like a man.

"I just woke up, a shower was absent last night, my dinner had a very long piece and it was heavenly." I let her in then head for the shower.

"I hope you don't mind me being forward I'm going to sit on the toilet and talk. We should get to know each other if I'm your chauffeur and gunner."

"No, that is not met with disdainful thoughts. I am curious to know how good you are with guns." I am shampooing my hair, haven't lately and it's getting a little flat.

"Well very actually, my change gave me very good vision, something on par with an eagle as the doctor put it. I liked guns to begin with so now I can be an extreme range sniper with no scope."

"Oh that is nice, since you are here with a car I assume we need to be on shopping behavior before we hunt. I need to purchase noise machines for my computer. I bought a game last night and while installing it was playing very nice music and I discovered tinny noise machines are on my computer. I suppose we should also go on a gun safari for you, Kegan may like the idea I have forming in my noggin."

I step out of the shower and grab up my towel, while drying Marie watches and whistles at me twice.

"Shopping we can do, gun hunting we do not need to do, I have two rifles in my trunk. I lead hunting expeditions I got a high power deer rifle and a Winchester. I am asked to get trophies on occasion hence the deer rifle, luckily said deer rifle was a sniper rifle in the Second World War and Korea."

We both head into my big room when there is a knock on my door. I open the door to find Jack and Kegan standing there, they look from Marie to me then sigh.

"Damn we were hoping to catch you two in the act." Jack says as they both come in, Kegan goes straight for my computer.

I throw my purse at Kegan when he asks for it he's doing my sign up at the website for the game. I move to get dressed Jack and Marie sit on the back of the sofa to watch me as I puzzle out what to wear.

"Kegan I have a thought whizzing around in my noggin on what to do with Marie. She see's very far and has a high power deer rifle which is great except I have a notion that we should get her something bigger."

I sigh then pull up another very short mini and not terribly there top, this one is a shirt designed to be tied up, buttoning is optional. I decide on no buttoning as I get dressed until Kegan claps his hands making me look at him.

"I know her hunting rifle there are only two higher, an elephant gun and a Barrett fifty cal. Did you have one of those two in mind?"

"Yes the black one you see in some of the action movies, especially when it is about the Special Forces in action."

"I love your idea except you can not stand behind anything I shoot at." Marie falls off the sofa in excitement.

"I don't think that will be a problem Marie. This is a good idea, let me make a call Marie you will have one at your place when you go home tonight unless you are staying here." Kegan says waving me over as he pulls out his cell phone.

I decide on a password enter it again then fall over when I am tackled by a very excited blonde woman. Kegan chuckling comes over looks at the screen then does something and gives me a thumb up. I let Marie kiss me, it is very nice and rather sensual, she does not force her lips to mine she simply brushes up to me. When her tongue presses to my lips I open up and let her in, our tongues intertwine for a moment or two before Jack claps his hands.

"Come on if you want to get speakers before we hunt we gotta go now." 

Marie and I get up, I collect my purse then my sword, when we exit my apartment we find a conundrum. Marie's car is a truck, with a tool chest in the bed Kegan looks at it then me and shakes his head.

"I think we are taking the horny car. No offense Marie it is just there are paved roads where we are going."

"No that is fine, I have a two seater and the truck, the truck is also what I use for my hunting trips. I'd offer to trade with Jack except his car is ugly, I'll speak with Charles and get a four seat car or truck." Marie grins as she goes over to her truck and unlocks one side of the tool chest.

"Winchester please, we are going on a freighter and we can't split up." Kegan says as he hops into the back seat.

Jack pops his trunk for Marie to put her rifle and my sword into I get in the front seat next to Jack. Marie hops into the back seat like Kegan had getting me to ponder a question.

"Marie I notice you are very man like in your movements, how do you do sex?"

Jack laughs as he starts his car and gets us out of the parking lot Marie hits him on the head.

"That is actually a good question, I prefer being the man honestly I use a strapless. Basically means you would be having sex with a guy who has tits and doesn't fill you at the end."

"I like being filled at the end, usually when I feed on him. Though I suppose in your case best you don't, I don't think feeding on you would go over well." Kegan starts laughing Marie joins him, even Jack is chuckling heavily.

At Best Buy again we make short work of picking out the speakers, Marie actually does it for me. She picks out a nice looking Monster system getting me to nod with a smile, Kegan grabs up a second one. On the way to the dock with the freighter we pass a porn shop advertising toys getting Marie to groan and point.

"Can we stop there on the way back, she likes long dicks and all I have is an average length."

Jack looks over at me with an eyebrow raised I look up at the sky with a sigh.

"Yes I do like long dicks, the pizza man I met the night before last came over last night and he had a very nice one."

Jack chuckles as he turns off the road we had been on to drive parallel to the ocean until we reach one leading to the freighter. I get nervous when I see a police man standing on the pier entrance to the freighter. Jack pulls us over and we get out of the car then retrieve our swords and Marie's gun. I get walked right over to the police man who smiles at us and waves as we pass him by.

The freighter itself is a little interesting, not because of pools of blood, simply because it is empty as if the crew simply got off. We all look at Jack he shrugs so I get looked at I shrug myself then lead us toward the rear structure. We go up first toward the control room inside it is clean and empty like the rest of the ship so far Jack on the other starts walking around. He walks around looking everywhere for a few minutes before coming back.

"This is weird, I can only see so far back, apparently the crew started disappearing, the captain was sleeping up here with only a few left. There was mention of crates apparently it is something of a historic find."

"Let me guess, the crates are on the surface of the ship. I have a bad feeling about going near them." Kegan looks at me oddly then passes over a manifest.

I look at the manifest there is mention of a lot of mundane items and one of a historical find in a wooden crate on the deck of the ship. There is no mention of what it is there is however a passenger listed that must have been Bartholomew.

"Whatever is in that crate affects us if we get to close. I suppose it would bring to light why Bartholomew was doing massacres. Call Charles he needs to have living people move that crate elsewhere. A museum for study perhaps or simply to the bottom of the large lake we are floating on."

Kegan gets on his phone as we move back to the deck of the freighter. I am getting on the ramp to return to the dock when I stop, Jack runs right into me. I turn and motion everyone back on getting odd looks. Once we are behind the ladders up hidden among the ropes and boxes of equipment I point to the people coming up the ramp. First among them is a very well dressed Italian, Jack hisses then pulls out his cell phone. When said man walks toward us I look at Jack he holds up a thumb and grins.

"Jack what on earth are you doing here? I got a call to get a crate out of here the museum wants it and got permission from the police." His voice is firm with an accent marking him as being from Italy.

"The crate in question affects us, signs point to Bartholomew being on this freighter and turning into a mass killer. For your own safety do not approach the crate, it gives me bad thoughts when I think of us approaching." He looks at me oddly until Kegan points to me and gives a thumb up.

"I guess that explains the human crew to get it, I am only here to make sure they do it. Go on off the freighter I'll be sure and watch from a distance they are getting the crane going."

We do what he says, Jack taking my arm down the ramp, for his own help he stumbled twice. Marie makes sure Jack drives his horny car to the porn shop, inside is a virtual smorgasbord of toys lubes and video's. Kegan wanders off into the video section while Marie takes me through the toys until she grabs my arm and excitedly points to an array of dildos.

I look at them each in turn feeling each until I pull out one that makes Marie gasp. The one I had grabbed is about ten inches long and a little on the thick side. Marie grins as she picks up a boxed version, Kegan looks at us as we find him, his eyes falling on the toy and laughing.

"Women tend to say size doesn't matter and look at what you got there."

"Kegan shush, it doesn't matter but since I get to pick one for her to do me with I may as well go with something I haven't had before. The pizza guy wasn't quite that long or thick."

"I am half tempted to let my date here wear it. Kegan if you're going to pick out a porn stay away from those, they aren't very good." Marie says making us both look at her. "I watch porn alright, my voice and breasts aside I am much more like a guy."

Kegan does pick out a porn Marie pays for it after making Kegan promise to buy next time. Jack drives us to my place fast when Kegan notices the time, the club will do a grand reopening soon. Kegan puts his speakers and sword in my domicile while I turn my computer on. Marie helps me put the speakers up putting a lot of green and black all over the place.

Ready to play my new game finally I start it up to find I need to update a lot. Going through the options part of the start up I find I have to download even more, Marie laughs then holds up the boxed toy. I smile at her stand up and get undressed, moving my hips a bit Marie is watching after all. Marie undresses fast, though I find I rather like the view. Marie gets the toy out of the box then goes into the kitchen to rinse it off.

I giggle when she comes back with the toy in place waving in front of her. When I drop to my knees to lavish it with some attention I get pulled up and propelled to my bed. Marie follows close behind barely giving me time to open my legs for her, I groan when she slides it in me, it's cold. When Marie leans down to kiss me I am really reminded this is different, her breasts are pressing into mine and it really feels good.

I moan into the kiss when she starts to move, this toy feels really good. It is long and thick and it is moving with her quite well, my excitement level is building very quickly. Marie is smiling down at me while I wrap my legs around her and start to moan with each thrust. Marie starts asking me questions as she moves I am so close to an orgasm I just agree with them. When my orgasm crashes over me I yell and moan and hold to Marie, she keeps moving extending it until I beg her to stop.

"I guess you're a one orgasm kind of gal." Marie says as she falls next to me.

"I'll be able to go again later just for now I have had enough of that awesome lesbian sex."

"I think later it is my turn to be the gal, I want to try this toy in me. Is your game updated?"

I get up to look I cheer when I find it is, Marie comes over to watch as I start the game up proper. We both groan when the impressive opening video has problems with the sound. Past the sign in screen I find a short list of servers, picking the first one simply because it is the first one I move on to creating a character. I make an assassin getting a groan from Marie, she was urging ranger.

The opening is interesting if a little confusing though it turns easy to follow quickly. I find a chest in the water, Marie calling me a cheater for knowing it is there. She is laughing when I find the tied up woman especially after making it through and her saying she will repay me somehow. I am doing random quests in the city, I had asked and everyone said do quests then start doing the night time, when there is a knock at the door. Kegan comes in looks at what I am doing and laughs.

"I have a conqueror in the same situation we can play together in the afternoon before I go in to the club. Marie if you could get dressed I am in need of a ride."

Marie gets dressed a little, enough to be covered on the outside then follows Kegan to her truck. I manage to gain two levels by the time she comes back, not that difficult really, I was given experience bonus potions. Course it helps that the early levels do not really take that much experience. Marie has me turn off the computer and get in bed with her.

"Here your turn to be the guy, I want to see if this feels as good as your face was saying." She hands me the toy I look at it for a second.

"Honestly being under you is what I want to do again."

"You will be, remember you said I can move in, when you are feeding I can go feed myself."

"I did? I was close to orgasm when you were asking questions that is much too far into the unfair."

"Do you not want me to move in then?" I get a kiss after she asks her hand travels down to my pussy.

"That feels good yes I want you to move in. I have the feeling I said yes to a few things."

"You did, silly things about being my bitch I was nearing an orgasm of my own."

Marie fits the toy to me, I find it is strange feeling to have that little bit of plastic in me. I look down to feel even weirder I'm not supposed to have things sticking out between my legs. I help Marie get undressed then climb on the bed with her. I climb atop her with her telling me what to do fitting it in her is easy enough the moving part however takes some practice.

Once I have gotten the moving down fairly well Marie is rewarding me with moans and groans. It feels weird to be on top of a woman pumping at her with my hips, with a toy or not this is weird. I do enjoy kissing Marie so do that a lot as my hips move. Marie reaches orgasm after orgasm making me rather jealous until I realize I am building up to one.

Sadly Marie reaches the end of it feeling good first, when I groan out my disappointment she pulls the toy free of me. She puts me on my back, puts the end of the toy that was in her in my mouth and goes down on me. The first thing I notice is she tastes good on the toy. The second thing is she really knows how to get the right spots with her tongue. I yell out my orgasm then pull her up to me my pussy being a little to sore now.

We kiss and I get to taste myself, which is a nice flavor on its own. After cuddling for a little while Marie gets up and pulls me into the shower. After drying my hair for me Marie dries her hair and I take this opportunity to go down on her. She gets a little excited letting me taste her straight from the source I find that is quite good. With her hands in my hair guiding me around I give her an orgasm with my tongue.

Giggling about making me a lesbian we brush our hair before going back into the big room. Getting a feeling I turn the computer on, Marie turns the TV on. There was another massacre. It was in an all night club they stay open and nominally stop selling drinks. We groan then go to bed I cuddle up to Marie after she pulls me over.



Fresh From the Grave: Day 05



I wake up in a novel way I am looking at Marie who is above me fucking me with her toy. As soon as I am aware of what is going on I wrap my legs around her and let her fuck me. I move with her working my way up to an orgasm as Marie kisses me and puts her hands to my breasts. I become aware that Marie is asking me if I like her cock, I assure her that her cock is in fact quite wonderful.

When I get close to my orgasm moaning and trying to get there, Marie slows down until I am not that close. She speeds up again until I am close and slows down yet again. I start begging for her to let me have my orgasm she teases me with asking if I will let her knock me up. I say no until she denies me an orgasm a third time, I give up then and say she can put me in a motherly way so long as I get my orgasm.

Marie crows her victory, calls me her bitch then speeds up and sends me crashing over the edge of my orgasm. This is a really good one, my toes curl I am yelling out to all who will listen, I even lose track of well everything. Marie is good to me this time she does not extend my fucking into the not nice period once my orgasm has subsided she pulls out of me and lies next to me.

Rather exhausted for someone who just woke up I remain lying there with my legs spread wide. Marie looks at me and giggles then pulls me over to snuggle into her which I do happily. The knock on the door gets us both to groan, I shove Marie off the bed to get it. Giggling Marie gets up, calls me an ungrateful bitch and opens the door. Kegan comes in carrying a rather large box he puts it on the counter then looks at me and Marie.

"You two are shameless, Marie this is your bigger gun there are eighty rounds in the box with it. We have another three hundred coming in a few days, we will take twenty and you can sight it for you, the rest will have to be reserved for our hunt. Jack is outside in his horny car I like that name for it, has a certain tongue in cheek to it, so you two are seriously underdressed."

Marie and I scramble around for our clothes she tries to borrow one of my dresses. Well dress is a misnomer they are more of a barely covering couple strips of cloth than a dress the skirts fit her fine the tops on the other hand are not large enough for her oversized breasts. I hand her the top she wore yesterday, Kegan promises we can stop at her place for clothes and other things she wishes to move in with me. I collect my sword and shawl on the way out, Marie gets her Winchester and the Barrett.

The first place we go is Marie's place well I suppose her old place. I groan at the interior, there is a lot of death inside, stuffed heads galore. Kegan calls it lovely I kick him in the shin it is hard for me to reach above his chest. Marie goes into the back when she comes to us again she has two suitcases. These are stuffed into Jack's impossibly large trunk then we pile into the car again.

The drive to where we can shoot is a long one, Marie saying we could have just gone to the barrios. I ask if we are there yet, Marie giggles then asks if we are there yet, Kegan joins in so all three of us are asking if we are there yet until Jack tells us to shut up. Finally we are there we even get a small crowd as Marie pulls out her new bigger gun. Inside the box we find it is in a case, a very nice wood case with the soft foam stuff inside keeping the gun and a big row of bullets stable.

Maries takes the gun apart going over every moving piece, she sets me to loading the clips there are two inside of the case. Each clip takes ten very big bullets the tenth bullet is a little difficult to get in. By the time I finish with both clips, Marie has put the huge black gun back together. She takes one clip loads it in then takes the gun that is bordering on close to her height in length over to the range. She fiddles with the sights for a second then aims down the barrel and fires.

The report of the gun is actually bordering on deafening as close as we are even with the big ear protection we have. Marie simply adjusts the sight again small little turns then aims. Kegan has put his hands over his ear protection holding it closer to his ears. After this report of the gun Marie comes back smiling, I grin then point her to the long range section. Marie goes over the viewing audience we have is a little flabbergasted when she goes to the fourteen hundred yard section.

I follow along and pick up the binoculars they have there to see how someone is shooting. I admit it these targets are a very long way I can barely see them without the aid of the binoculars. Marie though looks at them and calls out her target, I find it then jump a little when the massive black death cracks out a report. When I announce dead center the crowd murmurs with amazement, several bring out their own binoculars and verify.

With the clip empty Marie and I move back to where we left Jack and Kegan. Kegan is on his cell phone looking a little pained and not happy he motions us to be quiet as he listens. He listens for what seems forever before he hangs up and looks at us grimly.

"It looks like we are going hunting now, there is not one but two working in tandem. They hit another place an hour ago grocery store this time, we have video to look at these two move strangely."

"They do Capoeira it is a Brazilian martial art, very beautiful to watch. It was developed by slaves to have a defense and they made it fluid and dance like to fool the guards. Marie and Jack you two will be on a roof to use the black death, I do not see where yet." I say getting everyone to look at me, Jack starts to chuckle.

I help Marie load the empty clip then we pack up the black death.

"You know I really like that name for this gun, Kegan can we get an embossed plate on this case with black death on it?" Marie asks hoisting the case.

"Yes just please don't kill as many as the plague did. I remember that it was not pretty." 

"Kegan, do you have a big hat and a long jacket?" I ask as we are putting everything into the car and getting in.

"Yes I wear them when I go to places I have recently left there are four enforcers all of us are tall though I happen to be the tallest."

Everyone looks at me when I start to giggle it takes me a little while to get it under control.

"Kegan, how long have the other three been around? I ask because it occurs to me that the four horsemen are tall, you just admitted there are four of you and they are tall."

"Oh all right I admit it, we are the other three are from before Christianity was founded. The one I replaced killed himself by doing a crime and being caught, for the longest time beheadings were the preferred method of execution. So I need to ask this one, how does one fight against Capoeira?"

"One does not fight against Capoeira it is a very fluid style with extra free movement. The skilled dance about waiting for an opening or creating one they like to circle their opponent. For our purposes we want to catch them inside and draw them out where Marie can shoot one."

"I have the feeling you have fought against a person using this style." Jack says as we pull up to a grocery store with cop cars all over.

"Sparred is closer to it, there was a dojo teaching it next to the one I learned Karate in, we would have matches every Saturday, great fun if a little painful."

We get out of the car then go into the grocery store being led by a cop. I wish to ask on why we are here I hold my tongue until we are shown into the managers office. Kegan starts up the tape and I am forced to gasp when I see the culprits, this is before the killing starts.

"I know that one he was the only man I could not beat the master of the dojo I was telling you about."

"Because he is one of us, likely was one of the inventors of Capoeira, he comes from Brazil. He was the fresh meat trainer until he killed one, I want to say he is Marie's target but we really should see if he will speak with us. I do not think he got near the chest." Kegan says looking worried.

When it comes to the killing I watch fascinated, the two toy with their next victim herding them to a spot before one cuts them. I cannot help but giggle I found a weakness in the man I could not beat. The other one does not know the style nearly as well his use of the sword however makes me giggle more.

"Conan the Barbarian, you three must have seen the movie, well perhaps not Jack. The man I do not know uses the sword in the same style as from the movie, he must be the target for Marie I found a weakness in the known. If it does not work Kegan you are on Conan, it will take time to down the known if it comes to that."

We leave then, Kegan taking my arm and walking with me right out the front door. Marie and Jack following along behind, we get in the car and drive away to of all places Best Buy. Jack parks us in the parking lot far away from the store then opens his trunk, the black death and our swords are taken out and set into the car then we drive off again.

Marie and Kegan have a devil of a time looking up places for us to drive by for me to know if we want here or not. At the last store Kegan and Jack are really quite annoyed, I have said no at all of them.

"We have not stopped at every place where one can find people." I say then point to a sign for a skate park.

Jack curses then puts the car in motion it does not take long for us to reach the park to find it is empty. Marie points out a sign advertising a competition, I ask Kegan if we can stop for his hat and coat. When he stares at me I remind him it is televised, Jack gets us going fast. Marie and I giggle when we reach Kegan's place, he has a room in a motel popular for one night stands and affairs. Kegan goes in his room then returns with a sports bag.

At the competition we find it is fenced off with only one entrance that is oddly empty. Kegan looks grim then opens up his sports bag he pulls out a rather large black hat. A coat follows it when he is in the hat and coat he looks otherworldly, I squeak in surprise when he hands me a coat, not as big and a leather fedora. I usher Marie and Jack to the roof of the building across the street then we go in.

At first there is nothing to say there is something wrong, then we start finding blood, at first just blood splattered here and there. Soon we are passing bodies, most are chopped up heavily some are just run through. Kegan's phone beeps, he pulls it out setting it for vibrate then shows me the text. It is from Marie she is saying we need to pull them back to there, can't see farther is actually the text the indication is clear at least.

Swords in hand we move farther in, hearing noises from ahead of us. We find a few survivors wedged in against the fence behind the half pipe. The killers are cutting up a woman, who is still making small noises as they cut piece after piece from her. They look at us when I yell, the few survivors looking even more scared at two more people with swords. 

The two killers split up and move closer to us at an angle, Conan on my side John on Kegan's, I remembered his name finally. Well now this is directly annoying I trade sides with Kegan making John laugh.

"John shush I wanted one last fight against you before you are growing daisies, or was it pushing up I never can remember."

"Depends on who you ask, I was always partial to pushing up in English. Wait I know you, you are that annoying Karate student, I will take great joy in beating you again." John stands a little straighter and gets into his proper Capoeira stance.

"War I think you should take Conan there a little closer to the street, John here will need space to move." Kegan looks at me funny for a moment then shrugs and leads Conan off that way.

I take a Karate with sword stance, John looks at me and smiles I am sure picturing all the times he managed to beat me before. He dances about making feints to my right and left, I stay still waiting for the actual attack. When it comes John comes straight for me sword first, I knock his sword aside then snap kick him in the back, he rolls with my kick.

Once he is back up he keeps moving to go behind me I rotate in place to keep him in front of me wondering where the report of black death is. This is when I start hearing the clang of sword against sword. John is smiling now I am sure thinking that Conan will best Kegan. He comes for me again, this time I step into his attack and do an attack of my own, his arm falls free.

"Here I'll back away put it back on." I do back away sword held low. "While you are fixing yourself, War wanted to ask why you are doing this, he is a little busy so I will ask."

John looks at me for a moment then moves fast to pick up his arm.

"Because it feels good, I am tired of being a slave again." He tests his arm then comes for me.

I block his attack then snap kick him in the leg, he limps away something obviously wrong with it. He looks at me sourly and moves for me again, not as fast or as well. He comes in swinging his sword around fast as he can manage I am blocking each of these until he stops swinging for a moment. Black death has reported finally, I take this opportunity to cut both hands free. His sword clattering to the ground John looks at me in shock as I cleave his head from his body.

I wave to the survivors then head back through the park, Kegan is just standing there. I look at him, he is covered in bits of Conan and blood, Conan is headless and a good portion of his upper body on one side is gone. I slap Kegan then pull him along toward the car. Jack and Marie are already in the car, Kegan and I get in the back seat. 

Marie hands me a hand towel as I pull Kegan's hat off, his face is really not too bad with blood. We get his coat off just in time the police pass us on the way to the competition. Jack drives us back to my place well I suppose mostly officially our place. Marie hasn't gotten everything she wants out of her place to here yet. I get Kegan inside, he is still in something of a daze while Jack and Marie collect the things coming in and get the rest into his trunk.

I stick Kegan on the sofa and turn the television to a music channel. The classical channel is playing Chopin I always liked Chopin so leave it there. I go over to my computer and turn it on. Jack comes in with my sword talking on his cell phone he goes over to the computer and changes channels where we see Kegan and myself facing off against John and Conan. Kegan starts laughing when the reporter speaks over the clip saying that the religious are up in arms that one of the four horsemen is in Los Angeles with a girlfriend.

"Nice going Jack, you got Kegan out of shock." I say going over and sitting next to Kegan.

"I've never seen a man just explode right in front of me before. Does not help that I was standing in the same spot he was not half a second earlier. The man had skill with his sword I would have taken him if Marie had not shot him of course. I'd ask how you knew I'm considered War but I'm sure you thought of asking and it came to you."

"Well no, I know the story of the horsemen War is considered the tallest and biggest. Kegan go take a shower and get cleaned up so you can go bounce at the meteor place. I'm going to go play my new game or have sex with Marie, I think I agreed that I am her bitch again."

Marie points me to my computer so I sit down and get the game going. Kegan gets up and goes into the bathroom singing an old battle song about living and dying. Jack sits on the sofa and flips channels while Marie watches me. I get about halfway through the getting out of the starting town quests when I stop, Kegan and Jack are gone, Marie wants to go find some dinner.

Deciding that is a good idea for me as well I change clothes into something smaller. I see Marie off with a kiss then walk across the street, there is a rather good sized line in front of the meteor. Luckily the front door is facing the complex with my place I just walk right up to Kegan.

"Ah Vixandra I did not think I would see you today, go on in." A few of the women in the line are a little peeved that I get in so easily.

"Ladies you should go home with Kegan, he is very good in bed and he might let you in faster." I say to them before going in, Kegan chuckling behind me.

Inside is actually very nice looking, the wall and floor reflecting the lights. I head over to the bar and drop off my purse to a bartender that looks familiar. He promises to keep it safe, I give him a smile then move for the dance floor. Not seeing a man that sparks my interest I just start dancing. Several men ogle me as I move, my body stretching and contorting to the music creating a certain sexual tension in most of them.

A man moves up to dance with me I let him looking him up and down. He is not really that much taller than I, which is not a problem if he is cute. This man however is not cute to me, I move with him anyway for the course of the song. I notice he moves well, so I file him as a maybe later for some hot sex and dinner. He asks if he can buy me a drink after the song ends, I let him down gently.

When he moves away another man comes up to me, this one is tall, his nose is much to large. He also is not that good at dancing, I guide him a little and he leaves a better dancer. Another man comes up, this one is a little on the cute side, not enough for me to seduce and feed on however so he also leaves after a song. He is a very good dancer at least so I am left smiling at the next man.

This man is quite handsome, I dance close with him for one song. The next song I dance closer going into full seduce mode. My hands travel up and down his body as I move with him getting as close as I dare. I am smiling at him when I feel his cock poking at me. A sensuous song comes on then, I back away a little and really seduce him. My body moves fluidly and provocatively settling low with a gentle rolling of my hips letting him peak at my bare pussy before going up slowly rolling my hips.

Most of the men on the dance floor have stopped dancing and are just staring at me, many of the women as well. I only have eyes for one, he very obviously has a tent in his pants when I dance closer putting my hand to his cock and stroking him a little right there. He is putty in my hands except his very hard cock, feeling a strong desire to get it inside of me I take his hand and walk to the bar for my purse.

Kegan smiles and waves when we exit the club, crossing the street takes a little while. Apparently this is a very well liked club I live across the street from. When we finally cross I am a little worried on the state of my apartment, I can not remember if black death was put away or not. It does not matter once the door is open he is kissing me and propelling us across the room to the bed. Getting me out of my clothes isn't even on the menu he simply gets me on the bed following after as soon as his pants are gone.

Glad that I was looking forward to having him inside of me I spread my legs and welcome him right in. With his large cock sliding in and out of me I wrap my legs around and start to move with him. Just loving the feel of him, he's almost as thick as Marie's I race him for an orgasm. His pistoning cock feeling so incredibly good, I can't help but entice him to move a little harder and faster. 

He obliges me sending me spiraling faster and faster to my orgasm. I am right on the verge of it when he crashes into his, his hot fluids setting off my own I almost miss my chance to feed. I find that feeding while having an orgasm and being filled with hot fluids is an experience all its own. He collapses atop me when I finish, I hold him as he falls asleep, his fluids feeling hot and welcome inside of me. It is not long before I join him in sleep hoping that Marie is not the jealous sort.