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She announced at the family party that she would be moving into Shady Oaks Health Care Center because she was too old to live alone. She told me that I was in charge of taking care of her three-story house and the acre of grounds it was built upon. I'd hoped Sophia would do that. I loved her house and missed spending my summers there with her. My brother and sisters played at Sophia's when we were growing up and I knew they were jealous of our aunt's decision. Shady Oaks is a misnomer, but the town thought Shady Maples was a bad idea. It was a small town of 4,600 in central Iowa. I lived there most of my life except for when I lived on campus at Iowa State University. Shady Oaks was very typical of what you know about small towns. Everybody knew everybody else and women and men gossiped over the back fence. We had some crime: shoplifting, drug makers and dealers, and traffic violations. Rape and murder hadn't found us yet. Aunt Sophia moved out the first of May and I moved in right after her. The house was furnished. Where else could you keep family heirlooms? My family wouldn't sell anything until after Sophia passed away, so I only needed my clothes, toiletries and food. I settled into the bedroom that I used when I stayed over the summers. I just didn't have the balls to take over Sophia's room. The room was on the second floor and had French doors that opened onto a tiny balcony. When I was little, I'd pretend I was a fairy princess overlooking my kingdom and waiting for Prince Charming to rescue me. I left my childhood memories and toured the house, figuring out what I would need to buy at the store. The basics, I thought. The food, bath soap, shampoo and laundry detergent I liked. I made a mental grocery list and drove to the store. I watched the sunset as I drove, yellow to orange to pink to deep blue. God, it was beautiful! I parked and went inside. I got a cart and started shopping. Lettuce, tomato, onion, garlic, potatoes, bananas, apples and grapes from produce. I worked my way to the meat counter for hamburger, roast and a ham slice. There was only one guy behind the counter and he was serving another customer. I glanced at the customer and did a double take. The guy was a dead ringer for my favorite actor, Keanu Reeves, and dressed all in black, like Keanu did in 'The Matrix'. My mother would give me a good jab in the ribs for staring. I couldn't look away from the stranger. I knew it wasn't Keanu. What in God's name would Keanu be doing in a Podunk town in Iowa? The voice was melodic and hypnotizing. I couldn't hear what he asked for but the tone...God! He got his meat (ha-ha) bundles and faced me. I felt myself blush. With an inclination of his head, he acknowledged me and walked away. The clerk asked me if he could help. I ran up to the counter. "Was that Keanu Reeves?" "No, but I thought he was, too!" "I thought I was going to faint when he looked at me." I fanned myself with my hand. I gave the clerk my order and tried to get myself under control. I threw my purchases in the cart and rushed to find that man again. I went to frozen foods. He wasn't there. I tossed in some pizzas that were on sale. I scanned the check out lines for him as I rounded the corner. "Oomph," I heard. "I'm sorry," I apologized as I swiveled my head toward the voice. My jaw dropped. I ran into the Keanu wannabe. He rubbed his hip where my cart struck him and my eyes followed the motion. "Uh, I-I'm really sorry. I, ah, I wasn't watching where I, ah, was going." He tapped the box of Band-Aids he had against his thigh. He pursed his lips and lifted his dark brows up and down. He walked to me, inhaled my scent and kept going. I followed him with my eyes as he checked out. He nodded slightly at me before he left the building. I finished shopping in record time. I paid and loaded my bags in my car's trunk. He wasn't waiting for me, like I had hoped. A girl can't have everything, I guess. I drove home taking the side streets. I really wanted another opportunity to see Keanu again. That's what I named him, Keanu. (Laugh all you want, it's better than Joe Blow from Kokomo!) I didn't spot him walking and pulled into the driveway. I unloaded my bags, went in the kitchen door and set them on the counter. I put the cold stuff in the refrigerator and the dry goods in the pantry. The bag that contained the toiletries I took upstairs to the bathroom. I made my way to the balcony outside my room. After what happened, I needed a smoke and lit up. I inhaled deeply; blowing smoke rings up into the night air. I forgot to bring an ashtray with me and wandered in to find one. I filled a paper cup from the bathroom with water and went back to my perch. My butt leaned against the railing as I relaxed. I dropped the smoldering cigarette in the water-filled cup and lit up a second. My eyes scanned the surrounding treetops. The stars were thick tonight. I spotted Ursa Major and Orion. Venus glowed halfway up from the horizon. I stargazed a while, then saw the neighboring pool lights flicker on. Somebody was going for a dip and I maneuvered myself to sitting down with my legs dangling between the rails. My room was dark, so whoever it was couldn't see me watching. The view was great. Sitting where I was, I could see the patio and pool through a gap in the tree limbs. I fired up my third cigarette. A man came out, butt nekkid. "Turn around," I whispered to myself. He turned and I got an eyeful of bare skin, including a soft penis. I clamped my mouth shut as a giggle erupted. I couldn't make out his face because a breeze came up and obscured my view. It died down and I saw the man dive quietly into the water. He did a few laps, then broke the surface. It was Keanu. My inhale got caught in my throat and I coughed. Keanu didn't hear me, I guess. He rested against the pool wall, letting his lower torso float. Quietly, I scooted from between the rails and crawled into the bedroom. I stood and went to the toilet, still coughing. I drank some water and calmed. I flipped on the overhead light in my room and walked out to the balcony. Keanu was gazing directly at me. I waved. He smirked and crooked a finger, motioning me to come over. He knew I was watching. Shit! Why am I worried? I can tell him the truth. I left the house and walked through the side yard to the fence separating us. I pushed the gate open and went in. Keanu still floated in the water. I strolled over to a lounge chair and sat down. His dark eyes burned a hole through me. "Yes, I was watching you. So what?" I said. He disappeared under the water and came up in front of me. He lifted himself out and stood, making no move to cover his crotch. "So nothing." I licked my dry lips as he padded over to me. He leaned down and put his hands behind me, taking the towel off the back. He dried his black hair and wrapped the towel around his narrow hips. "My name is Nathaniel, not Keanu." He walked into the house, leaving me sitting there dumbfounded. I rushed in. "How did you know I called you Keanu?" He wasn't anywhere in this room. I stepped carefully across the wooden floor, tracking his wet footprints to the hallway. They trailed into a room at the far end. I followed. I saw him from the doorway lying naked on the bed with his long legs crossed at the ankles. "How did you know? Are you a mind-reader?" I demanded. Nathaniel placed his hands behind his head. "Something like that." "Well, keep your nose out of my thoughts." "I can't." "Why not?" "Because you've been chosen. Like Sophia was chosen sixty years ago." "What the fuck are you talking about?" I jammed my hands on my hips. "What do you know about my aunt?" "You've been chosen for me. Sophia was chosen for me, a long time ago." "You still haven't answered my questions." His voice deepened. "Come to me, Olivia." My feet began moving, drawn by his voice. I willed myself to stop. "No." "Yesss," Nathaniel pitch grew more hypnotic. "No," I hissed and steeled my mind against him. "Your aunt was much easier. Her will was weak." His eyes darkened to black. He echoed his voice as he spoke, "Olivia, I need you to come to me." I hooded my eyes and stayed put. If he wants me so bad, he'll have to get off his ass and come get me. Suddenly, Nathaniel was in my face. He seized my mouth with his, kissing me hard. I sank my teeth in his lower lip and tasted blood. I shoved him away and drew back. "Keep away from me, you bastard!" Nathaniel touched his lip. He saw the blood and licked it from his fingers. He bared his teeth and purred, "I like my women with spirit." "I'll show you how much spirit I got," I retorted. He disappeared. I scanned for him. I felt my head being tilted back. He was behind me, yanking my hair. He gripped my jaw, forcing me to turn and face him. The hand left my face and ripped my shirt open. "You will surrender, if not tonight, then tomorrow." I saw his upper lip curl back and the fanged canines. "You're a fucking vampire!" Nathaniel chuckled, "Not fucking you yet, Olivia. Only a starving vampire." He bent down to my throat and I felt his lips graze my skin. I let out a shriek. He released me to cover his ears and howled, "BITCH!" I took the chance, running by him and toward home. I locked the door and leaned against it, panting. There were a million ways he could get in here. I wouldn't be able to guard them all. What to do, what to do? All I knew about vampires came from the movies. I figured beheading Nathaniel was a reliable alternative. I closed my eyes and thought about where I could get some help. Family? Church? They'd think I was nuts and lock me up. 'Bram Stoker's Dracula' popped in my head. It was the scene where Keanu is in Transylvania and being seduced by the succubae. I was one of the demon women and Keanu was touching my hair. He pulled me to him. We kissed. 'That wasn't in the movie,' I thought and opened my eyes. Nathaniel embraced me, kissing the hollow of my throat. My mouth fell open to scream but my voice was frozen. I shuddered at his touch. My mind was reeling. My skin was on fire and tingling all over. Each breath was a struggle. I couldn't free myself from him. I was dead meat and still a virgin. Life's a bitch, ain't it? "What are you doing to me?" I gasped out. Nathaniel pulled my breasts out of the cups of my brassiere, palming the small mounds. "I'm making you mine, Olivia. Branding you with my touch." His mouth closed over a nipple. I screamed, digging my nails into his scalp. Tears scalded my face. He shifted and suckled the other turgid peak. My emotions ran wild and I ground my body against him. "Yes, my sweet, surrender," Nathaniel whispered. He removed my jeans and placed me on the tabletop. He stepped between my legs and lifted my hips up. In one thrust, he broke through my virginity, sinking deep in my vagina. He pounded me savagely for hours, never stopping until the early morning. I lay paralyzed with fear of him and the brutal fucking. He pulled out and glanced at my blood on his prick. "Thank you, Olivia, for allowing me to deflower you. I will return this evening at sunset to pick up where I left off." He faded into a mist, seeping under the door. I stared vacantly at the window, waiting for the sun to rise fully. I rolled onto the floor, unable to stand. I crawled painfully upstairs. The cool tile of the bathroom felt good. My thighs were streaked heavily with blood and cum. I rested, gathering my strength to take a bath. I managed somehow to get in the marble tub and clean myself. This is how it feels to be raped, I thought, gazing at the pink-tinged water. I knew I was bleeding inside. I let the warm water ease in my vagina. It burned. I needed to go to the hospital but he would find me and rape me again. It didn't matter. I wanted to die. The water turned cold. I got out, shivering, and wrapped a fluffy towel around me. I limped to my bed and fell into it. The softness enveloped me, cradling my body. People came by. The phone rang. I just lay there, waiting for sunset. My mind registered the gorgeous colors as the sky grew darker and darker. Any time now, he would appear and rape me. A mist crept under the French doors and solidified into the form of a man. Nathaniel. He was naked and his penis jutted out, red-tipped and swollen. He sat beside me and stroked my hair. He pushed me on my back and parted my legs. Blood smeared on my thighs and caked in my pubic hairs. "Did I do this, Olivia?" he asked as his hands touched the red fluid. He lapped my blood from my skin and hair, then slipped his tongue in my sore vagina. I whimpered. His tongue licked over the tears in my channel. I shook and felt myself dampen at his touch. I cried, ashamed at my body's betrayal. My knees were over his shoulders and his hands caressed my belly. "Nathaniel, please don't rape me again," I begged through my sobs. The pain from the first attack melted away as his tongue tasted my pussy. A calm came over me and I relaxed. Nathaniel's tongue lapped and lapped inside me. He didn't move to touch me anywhere else, just tongued my vagina and massaged my belly. My body grew hot and restless. He rubbed his nose over my clitoris. I bucked and orgasmed, coating his mouth and tongue with my cum. He licked me clean and brushed his lips across my belly, moving up my torso to my breasts. The nipples stood at attention. He licked each one and kneaded the mounds. "Olivia," he said and thrust his cock inside me. I tensed, expecting pain, and felt...satisfied. I wasn't numb either. Every thrust, every withdrawal I was aware of every millimeter of his cock. My eyes softened with desire. I ran my hands over his chest and back. I pulled him on top of me and kissed his jaw line and throat. I nibbled the cords of his shoulders. The thrusts quickened, as did his breathing. His body went rigid and he howled my name as he shot his release. The cum filled me, then began burning. I fought to get out from under him. He pinned my arms above my head and my legs tangled with his. Screams ripped through my lungs and out my mouth. I went into a seizure. Blood dripped from my eyes and pussy. My heart squeezed once then stopped beating. My brain still functioned since I can tell you what happened. Nathaniel waited a moment, then let me go. I was limp. My body's muscles refused to move. He had rolled over next to me, watching and waiting. The blood that earlier poured out of me was drawn back inside my body. He placed a palm on my breastbone and tapped a heartbeat. Air filled my lungs. I sat up and looked around me. "What..." "Welcome, Olivia, to my world," Nathaniel answered with a smile. My face wore a look of shock and disbelief. "You're a vampire now, my love." "How?" "We use sexual intercourse to pass our genetic code. I'm very sorry about hurting you last night, but it was necessary. Your vagina needed to be torn to allow my seed to enter your bloodstream." My body shivered and he wrapped his arms around me, warming me up. "You told me I was chosen. Chosen to become a vampire?" "Yes. Our bloodline has diminished in numbers because of HIV. Your immune system is strong enough to fight off the virus." "What about my Aunt Sophia?" "I met her when she was 24 years. She had lost her husband at Pearl Harbor. I seduced her the moment we met. Sadly, Sophia was not a virgin. Her marriage had been consummated before her husband's death. My seed would not take and I never touched her again. Virginity is very important. A virgin tears easily went mated with and accepts the change much faster." "Can I have children?" Nathaniel kissed my cheek. "No, love. Vampirism destroys the gonads, making us barren." I snuggled closer to his body. "Are there any rules I should know? Sunlight and all that." "Sunlight can kill us, if we expose ourselves long enough. We are like very light-skinned humans. We burn easily. The true death is beheading. You died tonight, but your brain still lived. As long as your head is connected to your body, your body will function as it did when you were human. We don't live on blood. We can eat normal foods, except milk. Lactose intolerance, I think." He paused, thinking. "Vampires work at night. No one wants to chance a severe burn. Your body can heal itself of most anything, given rest. You will find yourself with a strong sexual appetite." He gazed into my eyes. "You won't be able to see your family now. You carry a potent lust in your blood and you will force yourself upon any of them, sexually. For example, if your mother hugged you, you would rip her clothes off and rape her." "Eeew! That's gross." "But true. I have made you mine, body and soul. You'll live with me until the day I die, much akin to a marriage." I absorb everything he told me. I was stuck with Nathaniel forever. I smiled. "I hope you don't snore. I can't make you roll over in a coffin." He tweaked my nose. "Silly, vampires don't sleep in coffins. We live very much like humans except we never go the beach for a tan." "Can we have sex?" "Yes. I'll need to wear you out of your lust. It only lasts six or seven years and then you'll be able to control yourself in public." "So, if I got away from you in that time, I'll fuck every person I come in contact with and make more vampires?" "You won't make more vampires. You'll fuck them until they drop dead." "And I'll live like I did as a human?" "Yes. No sun and no milk. Hell, I go out to eat, see movies, play basketball and swim at the Y." He sat up. "Have you ever been to Europe?" "No. Are you wanting to take me there?" "It would be a good reason not to see your family. Although that could only work as an excuse for a few months." I snapped my fingers; "I got it. I can call them and say I'm taking a trip around the world. I'd need a few years to experience it all." "The sunrise is coming in an hour. We had better leave for my house and get some rest. You can call from there." I threw some clothes in a bag and we ran naked across the lawn. Nathaniel led me to his bedroom. He closed the curtains and we climbed into bed. I slept passed sunset and he nudged me awake. "It's past seven at night. You should call your parents." I dressed and phoned Mom and Dad. I told them I met a wonderful man and he was taking me on a world-wide vacation. Mom worried, saying she hadn't met this man yet and should I really do this. I told her I would be fine and Nathaniel was taking good care of me. He was, too, nibbling on my bare toes during the conversation. I hung up and kicked at him. "Stop that! It tickles!" I said through a bought of giggling. He threw me a sultry look. He massaged my arches. "Let's go rent a movie. I feel the need for a comedy." "Something with Keanu Reeves, I take it?" He replied with a feral grin. "Oh yeah. Gotta have my dose of Keanu." Nathaniel padded around the room, dressing as he walked. He wore all black: T-shirt, jeans, jacket and shoes. He watched me slip on a pair of sandals and reminded me, "Be careful around the humans. The lust can be overwhelming." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I will. Besides, you'll be with me and if I feel the urge...I jump your bones." I wiggled myself against his lean body. He hugged me tightly. "And that is where 'vamp' comes from. So ends the language lesson." We headed down to Blockbuster. We didn't encounter anyone along the way but, after entering Blockbuster, I began panting. I hid my face in his coat, feeling my canines lengthen. Nathaniel held me close and my body shook with lust. "Stay calm. We'll be out of here soon." He grabbed the nearest Keanu movie, The Replacements, and dragged me to the check out counter. The clerk processed the movie on her computer, watching me surreptitiously. I jerked open Nathaniel's jacket and chewed on the bare skin I found. I purred loud enough for the clerk to hear and grabbed Nathaniel by the shirt. I pulled him to me roughly and slammed my mouth on his. I lifted my legs up and wrapped them around his waist. He snatched the videotape and ran out the door with me clinging to him like a kudzu vine. We rounded the corner and ducked into an alley. He shoved me against the brick facing and plundered my mouth. He bent a little to rock his denim-covered cock along my soaked crotch. I came and bowed my head in exhaustion. I dropped my legs and stood, still trapped between Nathaniel and the wall. He held me upright with his arms. I whispered shakily, "Take me home." I hugged his midsection. We stepped away from the wall and began to rise up. I watched my feet lift off the pavement. Soon, we were above the rooftops and flying through the night sky towards home. Nathaniel saw my amazement and delight. "Just like Superman, my love." I could make out the peaks of his house and gaped as he brought us back down to earth. "You didn't tell me we could fly!" I squealed. "That was FAN-tastic!" He grew bashful. "It's no big deal." "When can I do it?" "In time, Olivia, in time." He led me inside. "It took me nearly 150 years to master the art of flying." I bounded to the couch and flopped down. "What other cool stuff can vampires do?" "Form-change into mists and fog. Cast glamours. Call and command animals." He sat next to me and I curled against him. "I can't remember it all right now. But it all comes with time and practice." "So Hollywood got most of it wrong. D & D got it right though." He gave me a secretive smile. "Gary Gygax accepted the advice of a certain vampire who must remain unnamed." I gaped at him. "Not me! One of my friends!" We sat for a while in silence. I stroked his jaw. "Is this a glamour? A glamour for my benefit?" His hand closed over mine. "No. My face isn't an illusion. It's the physical body I was born with." "I'm glad. I'd hate to find out you really looked like Ernest Borgnine." I poked his ribs. He laughed and slapped at my hands. He threw his weight against me and I was pinned to the couch. We shared kisses and laughs. I fought through a case of the giggles and said, "I love you, Nathaniel." I was still grinning like an idiot. Nathaniel's face got very serious. He stared at me a long time before choking out, "Oh, Olivia, how can you love a creature like me?" His voice cracked, filled with pain and anguish. He pulled away and rose. I got up and followed, embracing him from behind. My head rested between his shoulder blades. He spoke just above a whisper; "I raped you, Olivia. I coerced you to become a vampire. I cursed you to live for eternity and watch those humans you care for turn to dust." He whipped around and gazed deeply into my eyes. "How can you say you love me?" "Easily." I looked at him. His dark eyes were brimming with unshed tears and his lips quivered. I traced his mouth with an index finger. "I love you." "You say you love me. How long will it last? I was your first lover, Olivia. I resemble a man you admire and lust for. Can you live a thousand years with me and still say you love me? I grew to hate the woman who changed me from human to vampire. Will you grow to despise me as well?" "I do hate you, Nathaniel. I hate that you raped me. That you gave me no choice." I walked away to sit back on the couch. "I have always believed in fate and destiny. I knew, deep in my soul, when I responded to you last night, that I accepted whatever road this change take me down. You said yourself that I was chosen for you." I captured his gaze. "Who chose me for you?" "Sophia." I was shocked. "How? When?" Nathaniel knelt before me and grasped my hands. "I returned to Shady Oaks last year and moved into this house. Sophia saw me from your balcony. She invited me over, wanting answers. Was I related to her one-night lover? I confessed who I was and am. She accepted my tale as truth and told me about you." "Why didn't she run like I did?" "Sophia said she was too old to flee from me. The night I loved her, she was freed from her grief and understood there was more to life to live. I gave her a moment of happiness in a dark time of her life. She wants the same for me and believed you were capable of the task. I told Sophia I would change you into a vampire, taking you down a path you could never return from. There was something about you she couldn't describe with words but I found it when I saw you at the grocery." "What was it?" I asked. My mouth had gone dry. "Hope," Nathaniel replied quietly. End * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 66