Friday, April 27, 2012

Picnic Time


Her long blond hair hung down over her face and she didn’t seem to be breathing. Her back against the tree, she might have been leaning on it, if not for the heavy plastic wire securing her wrists behind her.

Leaning in to cut her loose, Steven heard the wire snap and his face was seized. She sank glistening fangs into his neck, not stopping until he was drained.

She allowed his husk to fall to the ground, wiping a hand across her mouth.

Licking her fingers, she called, “Okay Suzie, I’m good. It’s time to tie you up now.”

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