She looked at me and said, ‘No, thank you, you never wanted me around you before and I don’t care to be around you now. I just came up to you to t...each you a lesson. Treat all people with respect. You don’t want to burn your bridges in case you need to cross them again.’ Then she walked away. Well, I learned my lesson from that day forward. I treated all people with equal respect. I learned my lesson from Sue. Back to Julie. She had great looks but always dressed down. Not down as much as old. Human blood. Life giving, wonderful human blood. She hated and loved it. Her body needed it, desired it, craved it. It was an addiction that no young girl should have to face, worse than any drug, with far worse consequences.She'd only been out of the alley twice since that night. Twice in the last month. That night it all changed. That night a month ago, when he came. He came and took her. She was walking, it was late. He grabbed her. She tried to resist but he was strong. Too strong.. She was 5.7 in height very cute mallu girl firm body walks with attitude and what not. I was just stuck on her body as she used to wear very tight body reveling clothes. 2 or 3 days passed she came and usually very nice girl ready to learn. So the training went on I added her on gtalk and fb and chat started casually.. Her name was sweaty, normal chat then about relations and all. It went on for few more days and one such day we started chatting about sex .We casually started with your likes. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++It was still a full day before the New Year's Ball and I was trying todecide on my gown when Tizzy just burst in the back door, Nor Vay hot onher heels.She wrapped her arms around me and I could see she'd been crying.Naturally I thought it was her hormones kicking up."It'll be alright, it's just your hormones," I said looking to herhusband for possible answers."No Momma it isn't my hormones," she began to cry again."Mom, she just talked to her.