{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed pt3

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It’s funny how no one ever thought on how the dead awakens. It never crossed my mind until I was one. It was like emerging from a pool of darkness. What drives you to awaken is the desire to feed.

We all awaken to eat but the hunger is ten fold. It sends a sharp signal to awaken to our brain, like shock therapy. I rose with a desire. Not only hunger. Because it would be a lie if I said I was not famished. I had a deal to keep and a body to recover.

I went into my speed shower stall and cleansed myself thoroughly. I manage to do every thing in record time. It was even impressive for an undead.

I got into my car and programmed it to get me back to Angelica’s. The sun was still up and I was not at my full copacity. So to save energy I will let modern day technology get me there.

The drive was not as fast as I would like. I had to keep to the speed limit since the living was all walking about. I felt every second go by as the sun sets.

Once the car stopped. I exited as quickly as I could. As I hoped every one was still in their death sleep. I went to the body. He was still sleeping and by the amount I let her take it will take him another day or to to recover his strength. I did not waste any time. I wraped him in a thin sheet and threw him over my shoulder.

I quickly left his room and managed to make it to the front of the building when I heard Angelica stirring. I made it out to my car and drove off. The sun was completly set and my cell phone rang nonstop.

“Hello.”

“Why did you take him?”

“I have to deliver him to my buyer. You told me what i needed to know and so I took him.”

“That is not how we work. You gave me a body to drain. You do not take it back.”

I felt the anger through the air wave.

“I gave you a taste as promised and now I must deliver him.”

“Who is the buyer?”

I could not tell her that there was no buyer but a deal that was struck.

“Sir Dumont.”

She was quiet for a while. A little to long.

“Did you fall into to death again Angelica?”

“Becareful. You do not know what you have done by just calling out that name. Do me a favor, never return.”

“Oh don’t act like that. I will bring you a body to drain within the week.”

“That one is speacial.”

“How?”

“Taste the blood. You will see. He must not be given to that butcher. He will taint the body.”

“What did she taste?

“I will see you with in the week.”

The phone went silent. She hung up and left me to my thoughts. I knew who and what he was. I just did not care. I wanted the jewel.

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I had been living at the mansion for three years and I had grown into a woman that all the men seem to desire. I did not desire anyone except Francois.

He was the perfect gentleman with me. I have heard of his escapades with the staff and I have heard of his appetite did not lean one way or the other.

It did not matter to me. I decided I was going to be his forever. On my twentieth or twenty-first birthday, I had decided I would wear a dress I had created just for him. I had seen it on a countess and I decided that was the dress that I would entice him to take me as his own.

That night the moon was full and Francois had held a celebration. I was not invited since I was the help but I made my way to his chambers and waited. It felt like an eternity. The noise died down and I heard when he entered his room.

“Why are you her?”

I mustered up my courage and told him.

“Francois I have decided that tonight on my birthday that I will give my self over to you completely.”

He walked passed me and looked out the window at the moon.

“You do not know what you are saying. You are too young and I am too old. I want you to leave in the morning and find your way else where. You have lived under my care for too long and I can not hold on too much longer.”

The tears fell. Only a young inexperience female would cry and that I was.

“I do not want to leave. Is there something wrong?”

He turned to me with eyes of blood red and glisening teeth that would peirce your soul.

“What are you?”

“You know what I am. Do you still want to give your self to me? You will never be as you are now. You will feel you heart beat no more to be by my side. You must choose. Tonight is the last night you will have this choice.”

I did not know what precisely made me choose him. Was it love or lust. Was it security? I can not remember but I chose him and I chose death.

As he took me in ways that I never ever felt before I seen a vision of a jewel. It was deep purple with blue. After that I could not remember the rest of my death. I was told I was out of my mind for twenty days and within that time I killed the staff and most of the animals.

Once I emerged from the haze Francois informed me of what I had done and I mourned their deaths incessantly. But the hunger came over me and I needed to feed. The mourn was short lived.

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“Mmmm.”

“Are you waking? Good I have to deliver you at least concious.”

“Where am I?”

“Your in my car and I am taking you to the mark.”

“The mark?”

“Someone wanted you back so badly that they would bargin anything to get you.”

“Louisa.” He said as he passed out into oblivian.

“He was correct. Louisa wanted him and I want the jewel. We all want something. Don’t we.

Hello firefly’s how are the flames going. Here is another part the vampire story. Please let me know how you are liking it. Give it a star and comment. Would love to chat. Until next we burn.

Can I be a stripper Carlie story Pt. 3 Adult/R-rated

Here we go ladies and gents. This is where my life had to take one path on a road that had a fork in it. I went to visit my mother in the hospital and I felt as if my heart was beating against my chest like a fist.

The hospitals billing manager came in to speak to me while my mom was getting attended to. The over all bill was ridiculously high and the fact that my mother’s insurance was only paying partial did not help all that much.

I went home and did the only thing that my brain would allow me to do. Break down in hysterics. After I cried and broke a couple of things, I calmed down and stared at the bottle of vodka that had been sitting on my shelf in the corner for over a year. I really did not like vodka but it did the trick at mellowing me out.

At this point I called Lettie and made arrangement to meet her the next day for lessons. I had to figure out how I was going to get a regular paying job and do the stripping on the side. I needed money.

I didn’t bother calling heckle and jeckle over because they would just try to did tract me from the reality of my situation. I must have called ten places for a job and landed one interview. That would be in two days.

So I had a lesson and a job interview. Things started to feel a little bit easier.
Going over to a stranger house for stripper lesson should have raised a red flag but of course I  decided to check  it out anyway.

First thing is first when your inner alarm tells you to turn around. Listen to it. She lived in an four story apartment complex. I went to her apartment door and it opened automatically. A woman with a white blonde wig stood in front of me with a tube top and ass hugging shorts on.

Hi I am Lettie, come in. She walked in front of me and I know she was purposely swinging her ass harder left to right to catch my attention. Little did she know I do not go down on Boston cream way.

Looking around she did not have much furniture but it was clean and quiet.

Lettie sat down on a big fluffy cushion on the floor. “So lets not waist time I have to be some where in an hour.”

“You think it will be quick then?”

“Girl a lap dance is dry fucking. It’s either your good at it or bad at it.”

That statement should have had me walk out but the bills kept flashing through my mind.

“Look you sit and watch me. Your the customer and I am the dancer.” Lettie put on some music from her itouch and started to move. She did not lie. She was literally swerving and grinding as if she was trying to have sex.

“Now here is where things get tricky. Usually the customer is excited and aroused. In that back room where no one see’s what going on. It is up to you where you pump the breaks or if you go full throttle a head. If you go full throttle I do have a doctor you should see to make sure your alright down there.”

“Okay, not going full throttle. I just need to make money to pay the bills.”

“Well then stand up and dance. Let me see where you need improvement.”

I stayed at her place dancing and learning what is my best angle and how to look at every customer as if they were the only customer I had for the entire evening. I gave her the money she asked for and left as fast as I could. The vibe she was putting off was getting a bit too intense for my liking.

(Now if your not reading click off because I wouldn’t be at this point.)

I went to work that night and everything was going well and I had my first back room customer. Let’s call him jet.

Jet looked like he was in his fifties and had more drinks than he could handle. Well he wanted to go in the back room. I closed the door for privacy and he immediately sat on the lounge chair.

I began to dance remembering what Lettie said. Jet out of the blue asked,’ Can I cum on your leg.”

I said “No!”

He continued to beg and plead and offered to give me a hundred and fifty dollars if I allowed him to jerk off and cum on my leg.

Honestly I was disgusted but I needed the money and I seen there were wipes in the rooms. I gave in and continued dancing as he worked himself up. All I felt was the spray of warm cum down my leg.

He cleaned him self up and put his dick away and handed me the money. After he left I swore that was the first and last time and cleaned my leg off.

I left the room and danced the rest of the night but I turned down offers to go back to the rooms.

Later that night as I walked to my car, the guy that came on my leg was waiting for me.

I  turned around and went back inside and told the bouncer. He went out there and got rid of the guy. This should have been the clue to stop but I just couldn’t I needed the money.

I had gotten the job as a bartender later on that week. I worked three months straight bartending in the day and stripping at night.

One night Mather called me to his office and told me that he did not think that I was a good fit for the club any more. I was not pulling the right amount of money and I looked exhausted. I normally would have put up a fight but I had pulled in enough money to pay off my bills.

“Alright that cool.” I said then I turned to leave.

“Wait.”

I turned back around and Mathew walked from around his desk to me in seconds. “Now that you don’t work here how about I take you out.”

I stood there staring at this man who I fantasized about numerous times and masturbated to even more, was asking me out.

“So that was your deal hugh?”

Before I could think Mathew kissed me deep and hard. His body was so firm I damn near came on myself.

“So your answer is?”

“Hell ya.”

So was I cut out to be a  stripper? Yes. But do I want to?

I hope you all enjoyed Charlie short snippet of her stripper life. If you did please leave a comment and like it. Until next we burn. Fia

Wicked Wednesday

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Hello my fire starters. It’s Wicked Wednesday time and the fire has been raging. What happened my lovelies the heat has gotten you hot and bothered?

Q) Fia my friend has been arguing with me to go to the doctor. He said that he has burning at the tip of his penis. What do you think?

A) Really? Go to the doctor. It could be as simple as irritation from the fabric detergent/softener on his clothes to an yeast infection, to an STD. But the only way to find that out is to go to the doctor. (Hopefully this friend is not trying to get that penis near you until it is taken care of.)

Q) Hey, we went to the beach in Ocho Rios. It was beautiful and warm. My question is even though the water looks clean. Is it really? I mean the ocean is the ocean right? Couldn’t the bacteria from one place go to the next?

A)I am not ecologist. I have to say that first off. I think the bacteria that is found in one part of the ocean does not necessarily be able to survive in the other part. Due to the temperature it needs to grow and the right conditions to help sustain it. This question you would have to research it to get a more indebt answer.

Q) I feel that there is something wrong with me. First off  I love sex. I am putting it out there. I noticed that I seemed to be wanting to have it more often than normal. If I could have it six to seven times a day. I would still want it. What is the deal with that?

A) First off there is nothing wrong with loving sex. The problem is wanting it continually. That’s why they have sex anonymous help groups. You could also go to your physician and have a blood test to see your hormonal and thyroid level. It could be playing havoc on your libido.

So today’s topic was an array of questions that caught Fia’s attention. If you have any questions you need an answer to. Please email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com and I will give you what you need. An answer.