I'd trained in Tracking and stealth. Still an amateur in the ways of the dark I was anxious for my first kill. The time was about 1:35 and the bars an...d clubs would be closing soon. Surely there would be a suitable suitor traipsing along out of one of these dens of depravity. I needed a companion. My sire had taught me enough to send me out on my own. Our tastes differed slightly but I was confident I would be able to find a candidate worthy of both of our affections. A steady stream of young. He started kissing me and slid his hand up the back of my shirt to undo my bra. In one quick move, off it went. He kept kissing me and now with my bra undone, took my shirt and bra off completely. He moved down and started licking my nipple and rolling the other in his fingers. I love having my nipples played with. Theyre really, really sensitive and I could feel my pussy getting wet. He decided to stop playing with my nipple with his fingers and instead moved his hand down along my tummy, down. M., I was outside Marty's Ice Cream Parlor for the second time that week. This time, I brought along one of the ice creams on my first trip inside. "Annette?" I'm back here. Is that the Ice Cream Man?" The Ice Cream Man Cometh," I intoned.I almost did cometh when Annette came out through the door to the back room!This time, there was no pink and white-striped apron, her usual uniform while at work. She was wearing a one-piece short set -- one of those little starched-shirtwaist outfits that had. She smiled at the marks. She looked down to his last remaining article of clothing. “Are you sure you want this, Ray?” His voice was tender and full of the love he had always given her. The voice itself was all she needed. In answer she drew him up off of the couch. She led him to his own bedroom. Moving past the door she stopped herself, facing RJ, standing between the bed and her prize. She let his hand go and slid herself onto the bed. As she slid over the bed the sheets bunched around her,.