Leena sighed, letting the sweet nectar fill her body. A single drop of blood rolled lazily down her chin, then dripped into her cleavage, it's ruby red color contrasting against the alabaster white of her skin. The poor man's body slumped, then fell sloppily to the ground, it's life force gone, just like his blood. Leena has needed to feed after last night ... what had happened? She had made the pretense of being wasted, so that an unsuspecting human male, or female, she wasn't picky, would bring her home and try to make 'love' to her. At that time she would sink her teeth into their soft, delicious, tender necks and drain them, then leave the body, collect her clothes and leave.
But last night ... this shamed her. He has tasted so, exquisite, but after the first lick she had been unable to continue. In disgrace she knocked him out by banging his skull on the headboard, then had fled quickly, leaving her favorite panties behind too, quite a shame. She
was two hundred years old, for christ's sake! A newborn might make the mistake of not finishing the job, but for an experienced killer like her, this was inexcusable. She had no idea if her venom had penetrated his skin, if it had she would be in a large amount of trouble...
Snapping back to reality, Leena slipped quietly into the shadows and ran at vampire speed to her modest two story home in the outskirts of the city. From the outside one would never believe a vampire lived here. Cheery bushes lined the driveway, and a small welcome mat lay at the foot of the door. Over the years Leena had learned that appearance was everything, no sense to cause suspicion among her neighbors; if they thought she was just another dumb twenty something with a strong desire for sex, then let them believe it. She stepped into the darkness of her house just as the sun was about to rise. "Cutting it close, I forgot how long the fat ones take to drain." she thought, then went downstairs to take a nice nap in her coffin, away from the hated sun.
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