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Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Stephen nearly dropped a plate he was putting away when he heard her enter. He placed the plate down and ran over to close the door. He looked over her and looked a little concerned. It was only snowing just a bit ago... He walked over to the tv and switched it on. He looked at the ice storm warning on the news. Oh my...I'm sorry...I'm so irresponsible. I should have known. He shook his head with a sigh and looked over to her. I better get home right away before it gets any worse. He grabs his keys and starts putting on his jacket.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Janet gently placed a hand on his arm to stop him from putting on his jacket. No, I'd rather you not. The roads are really slick out there. I barely made it home as it is. I'd feel awful if I let you go out there in this weather. Please stay here tonight. She was pleading, she herself was unsure if it was truly because she didn't want him hurt or if it was because he was the only guy actually in the house since her husband had left her when Diana was two for a younger woman.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Stephen looked over her, his jacket half on. He froze as she stopped him and there was silence between them. When he was about to speak. The lights flickered, then shut off. The house was completely dark. Upstairs, crying could be heard from the bathroom. Her daughter was scared. Ummm...you better go get her. He said, not wanting to intrude on the girl while she was in the bath. I'll ummm...try to make myself useful. He went out into the garage to search for flashlights, heaters, anything they could use.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Flashlights are in the workshelf in the garage. Janet nodded and headed up to check on Diana, comforting the girl immediately. She dried the girl off and took her to Diana's room, dressing the little girl for bed. Once she had tucked the little girl in, she sang to her to get her to sleep. After Diana fell asleep, Janet went and got a candle, lighting it with the lighter still in her coat pocket before setting it down on the stand next to Diana's bed temporarily.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Stephen retrieved the flashlights and brought in some wood, placing it in the fireplace. He put a little lighter fluid on it and got the fireplace going. He slowly walked up behind her and touched her shoulder lightly. Is your heater gas or electric? He asked with concern. When she turned around he looked into her eyes and couldn't help but smile.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Unfortunately, it's electric. Which means it's out for tonight. I'll see about calling the electric company tomorrow. Thank you for staying I appreciate it. She caught his smile when he looked in her eyes but dismissed it as him just being happy that Diana was alright. If you want, I can get you something more comfortable to sleep in?
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

I was thinking we could put your kerosene heater in Dianes room to keep her warm...and we could sleep by the fire. If..thats okay. He shrugged a a bit and smiled at her. Oh and its no trouble at all. I had no plans tonight anyway. We will just have a fun little sleepover. He winked playfully and chuckled, trying to be quiet as to not disturb her sleeping daughter.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

That's an excellent idea Stephen. Thank you. You know where it is, right? Could you go get it and set it up for her. I had forgotten about that heater. In the meantime, I'll see about changing and getting you something more comfortable, unless you think you'll be fine sleeping however it is that you sleep at home. she slowly headed for the door of the room, stopping to wait on his answer
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Yeah I saw it in there... He smiled and turned to go fetch the heater, but stopped when she continued to talk. He looked over her a second, then shrugged. Well I usually just sleep naked.. Stephen had a problem with speaking without thinking first. He blushed a bit and laughed nervously. Err I mean..umm... He shook his head with embarrassment and turned away to get the heater. He returned to dianes room and set it up. Her daughter would be nice and toasty all night.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

She smiled. I'll get you an old t-shirt of my ex-husband's then and I guess you can sleep in your underwear. She left the room to go to her own. Changing her own clothes into her night clothes, a lace teddy and matching panties, not even thinking it would be inappropriate for her to wear that around the babysitter. She then rummaged through some drawers before finding a t-shirt for Stephen. Janet headed downstairs to the living room fireplace after also grabbing some sheets and pillows to spread out on the floor.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

He went back into the living room where the fireplace was and looked over her body with great interest. He slowly undressed, getting down to his boxers and grabbing the tshirt she got out for him. He put it on then sat down on the floor in front of the fire. he did hid best not to stare. So umm...we have to share these sheets? he asked timidly.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

She started laying out the sheets. We don't necessarily have to. I made sure to bring down enough where we didn't have to if you weren't comfortable with it. Once the sheets were all set, she sat down under the set that she had laid out for herself
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Stephen wanted to say but I do want to, but he wouldn't dare. She probably had no interest in him. Besides, she had a kid and he was just a college guy. He kept his mouth shut and got underneath some covers of his own and laid down next to her, but not too close. Well...umm. I guess we should get some sleep huh? He shrugged a bit at her and smiled as he looked into her eyes.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

If you're tired I won't keep you up. She blushed slightly and looked away in hopes he didn't see. She thought of him as being cute but she figured he wouldn't be interested in her. While some guys would love to fuck a mother, he didn't seem the type to be into that.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

...well I'm not really tired. But there's no electricity on so there isn't much else to do huh? He laughed softly and scooted a bit closer to her. She didn't know how wrong she was. He was quite interested. So I guess we can just sleep until the power comes on... He shivered a bit, surprised at how quickly the temperature was dropping inside the house.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Noticing, the slight drop in temperature, she stood and went to light candles around the room before returning to the floor and the sheets. I do have one idea as to how we could warm up more but you probably wouldn't be interested since I'm a mother and all.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

He sat up a bit and watched her, blinking at her statement. Why does that matter? He asked in a soft voice. Without giving her time to react, he scooted closer to her and smiled as he snuggled against her. He thought she just meant to cuddle for warmth. He put his back to her and smiled. I think thats much better!
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Janet blushed. That wasn't exactly what I meant.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Stephen turned over, the fronts of their bodies touching lightly. He looked into her eyes and saw her blushing and tilted his head. Well...what do you mean?
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

She bit her lip nervously. Stephen, would you say that I qualify as a....MILF?
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

Milf...as in...mom i'd like to fuck? He whispered nervously and looked away for a moment, then back to her. Well of course. You are very attractive. He laughed a bit out of nervousness.
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

His statement about her had her pussy growing slightly wet and her nipples hardening. So, would you....um....want to fuck to warm up?
Thread: Don't go...it's dangerous! (Shovel+blakkatt07)

His eyes widened and he scooted away for a moment because his cock was growing really hard now. Umm...well.. He looked down, then back up. Yeah. He finally admitted it.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

Boston was one of her favorite city's Jaina decided. Her brilliant green eyes flickered over to the DJ, who was flipping through cd's for the next song. Pursing her lips, Jaina looked down to her cocktail drink and finished it off. She wasn't one for drinking, but for some reason, the mood struck her tonight. Orginaly, she had came the club with one of her friends for a girls night out. Taking off no sooner then we get here. Jaina growled softly as she straightened and looked over to the dance floor where mass bodies of couples were dancing to this time, a Brad Paisly song. Sense the club was more of a varity, it was one of the most popular in the city. She had tried to keep an eye out for her friend among the dancers, but lost track of her. Looks like Im heading home alone again. Not that it really bothered her as she pushed her dark hair away from her face. The slight natural curls were nice, but she couldn't really do anything to style with it. FOr the most part, Jain kept it down to lay across her shoulders and back.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

The gentle mist of the Boston evening came off with the coat at the back door of the club. He did not own the establishment, no, it was owned by a friend, another Triemere like himself. He was happy, almost giddy, not that he showed it plainly at all. He had been given permission from the prince of the city to go hunting for a blood doll. His years of servitude had finally paid off, and now he could reap the rewards. He was what they called a dog trainer, someone who trained blood dolls for the benefit of other vampires. The sponsor ship for doing this was good, however it had several draw back, and having spent the last 25 years in a state of erotic celibacy had left him hungry. That was going to change soon, and smell of warm copperish blood was think and full in the club. He stepped out in too the common room, and gained his bearings. The smell of sweat and alcohol is what struck him first, the more subtle smells of perfume and cologne, drugs, and.... He smiled when the mild hints of female arousal struck his tongue. But they were not for him. He would not take the easy low meat. He idled to the bar, the best place to start his search, or at least the most logical place. A Vodka on the rocks... He motioned to the bar tender, taking in the sights of the evening. There were several prospects, some dancing some alone, two of them at the bar. One however stood out in his sulking, the wafts of alcohol not in the least covering the tempting scent of her flesh, and the liquid bliss underneath.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

I've been watching you for a while. Care to dance? Jaina snapped her head up to see the next pest in rotation. Pest number six was dressed in black leather in the attempt to gain attention from the females. He smelled of cigar smoke and boo's. Jaina rolled her eyes, knowing that it wasn't just a dance he wanted. No thank you. I'm fine sitting here. She gave a polite smile and waited for him to leave or say something. It wasn't that she wasn't not intrested in men, or dating. More so that she wasn't ready for a relationship just yet. The memories of the past were still too much for her. It had been only a year sense she had mmanged to make a new life. A year, and she still sometimes looked over her shoulder to see if the boogie man was still following. You don't know what your missing doll face. I could show you a good time.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

A frown crossed Losif's face, as he saw the puke of a excuse for a meat bag talking to the girl. She looked like she was handling it fine, and the man would have to be an imbecile to try and assault her or force her to his will here. But his breath was fowl, and it looked like he was just on the edge of passing out from the amount of Jack Daniels operating his braincells. She however was a nice contrast to the worthless piss-ant. The denim jeans the fit tight to her body along with the wife beater tank-top, than invited the eyes, but were also not exactly clubbing gear. She was not hear to get laid or have any other sort of good time, she was hear for particular company. Her heavy brown coat with the thick furry billowing out hinted that she may be leaving soon, especially if the weather got any worse. Losif frowned, and closed his eyes. Once again he began to hate himself, how meticulously he was picking apart the situation in front of him, ' this is why I am good at my job, because I understand, I can look and see what is actually happening, and I hate myself for it. ' He looked back to the girl, she was the one he wanted, she was, reserved and not willing to take even the best of what this club was offering. She was not sober either, which spoke in her favor. She was the best thing this club had to offer almost hands down... The thought of that fact began to make him salivate, his canines begging to rip into the soft sensuous flesh of her body, and slowly drink her dry. Lets see how the little girl handles the punk, then we will make our move, see if she rates as highly as I think.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

Ok, it was obvious that the man was dull enough that simple speech wasn't going to be enough. Jaina didn't know why the pests liked her so much. Another reason why she had left her past behind. So, now it was plan B. Look, I know you think you're the hottest thing here. So the concept of 'No' must be really hard for you. Jaina replied to the man as she stood up to him. No longer did she have a weak backbone, and was tired of having her life being twisted by morons. Look ya little bitch. You don't know who your messing with. No, I don't. But Im sure theres other willing women here ready to spread their legs for you. No leave me alone before I go to the security. Jaina snapped. Ignoring the brutal comment from the guy. SHe was amused when he tried to say something else and then just turned and stomped off.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

As the whelp stomped by Losif pulled deftly put a scratch and sniff sticker on the back of his leather jacket...cherry smelling. It was a code, a clever one that marked him as a meal for any vampire willing to risk hunting humans. Most vampires would give anything for a hot blood fresh from the tap of someone's neck, even a piece of shit like him. He just had his death certificate signed and dated, to be killed by some night stalker... A fitting end in Losif's humble opinion. Now to the matter at hand, Losif's eyes flashing for the girl. The acts that just transpired would most certainly make her want to leave soon, he needed to move, and quickly if he wanted to have any form or style to the hunt. He stood up, and strolled over, taking a seat next to her, eyeing the back wall as he said, You tore him down something fowl, you must have a decent bit of practice, slowly turning to making eye contact, his eyes looking with hers. As there eyes locked he focused his mind... the trick to dominating or glamouring someone was focusing on what it was, and pushing it with your mind and words alike. He withheld himself for the moment, he needed the opening, or he might draw risk drawing attention if her actions became to odd.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

Jaina was about to grabe her things and leave when someone sat down next to her and spoke. Had she been a cat, her ear would have flickered as she turned to look at him. Instantly, she blinked for a moment. The man was handsom and knew it in the way he positioned himself. Yea, I have some practice. She spoke cautiously, locking her eyes to his. He wasn't drunk, and yet he was showing respect for her. at least for the moment as she looked away to grabe her purse. Across the club, she could see several of the guys that she had turned down. They stared at her with their own venom. Yea, it was time to go. Even more now that she was feeling goosebumps along her backside.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

He watched her nervousness, and followed her eyes. She felt the tension and anger in the air, the hostile intentions against her. A good quality, she had self preservation in mind, a useful trait in any game. He drew are attention again, locking eyes, and she pushed the thought in her head. YOU WANT ME TO ESCORT YOU OUT AND TAKE YOU HOME. His voice said something different however, very subtle and alluding, You look like you have quite party, perhaps I can show you a safer way out... unless you feel safe on your own. He felt secure in the glamour he had performed, she had made total eye contact, there was no reason why it should not take. Before tonight end she would be eating out of his hand...and he would be eating off her anywhere he pleased. A smile, while slight, emerged on his face, as he already assumed victory, his mind already planning ahead, to the joys of this evening soon to come. Everything would work out as planned, that is just how things went.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

There was a smile playing on her lips as he spoke to her. He was being nice and Jaina had no reason not to be friendly back. With the change of music to a much more sexy pop dance she decided to stay for a moment longer. The weather was getting worse by the sound of the wind blowing against the building. Streaching her arms above her head in a streach she gave a shake of her head. I appreciate the offer, but I only live a few short blocks away. It's just past the park. She resisted the urge to say she was a big girl and could walk home, but didn't. besides, she wasn't the type to just let a stranger she just met to kno where she lived. Letting out a yawn, she placed her hands back to lay on the marble slab counter. It's nice to meet you though.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

He smiled politely as everything he had felt so secure in crumbled around him. She had resisted... how had she resisted? He had made eye contact, he had done everything perfectly as much as he could figure, there was nothing preventing him from dominating. HIs mind raced for half a second, stalling out before composing itself. Control, it was all about control, without control he had nothing, he had to get composed and regain control of the situation. His smile became more sincere, as he nodded, Well, am glad then, the weather is getting nasty. He began to replot his moves. The thugs at the door were planning something, that much was obvious, probably even to her. She may be able to run, she may even be packing mace or something with a little more heat to it. But they had numbers and a lack of rational thought, one of them dying would mean they would just be that much more angry, if he let her walk out, she would wake up in a gutter with a broken leg, raped, and probably bleeding out at best. However he would not let that happen, he would let them get close, get her to feel scared and violated, then save her. She would open up and hand herself to him... almost textbook, but then again, she had already proven herself different once tonight, he needed to stay on edge. Either way, be safe. he said, taking in a deep sniff of her sweet scent and memorizing it. He need to be able to track her, and it was doubtful she would leave him breadcrumbs to follow.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

Thank you. Jaina smiled, wrapped herself up in the coat and B-lined straight to the front door. Though, she wasn't stupid and thus asked one of the bouncers not to let the men leave for a couple minutes. Stepping outside, was almost like being slammed in the face by a door. The wind had picked up to a dull howl and, promised to only get worse. It was a sign that winter was fast approaching as she tucked her head low and started the brisk walk down the sidewalk. Being carefull to stay in the light until she rounded the corner and some of the lights flickered and died. The only thing she feared now, was the wind knocking her around as her face started to go amost numb. Next time I am taking the cab. Jaina made it to the park and the trees howled as the wind screeched through the tops. The shadows of the trees danced ont he sidewalk, making it erie. Halfway through she felt the back of her kneck tingle and she turned to look behind her... CRACK!!! Remember me Bitch? Jaina went down onto the paved sidewalk. Slamming her head back as pain laced her eyesite. Not enough as she could see who her assiliant was, and he wasn't alone. She streached and tried to reach for her purse and her mace. Only to be kicked in the stomach as her head spun with pain...
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

He watched her leave, a slight sting of pity running through him, though it dead as fast as it was born. There was no place in his body for pity, pity make you weak and given in. There was no room of a weak person right now. He watched the thugs leave, next, not even two minutes after her. The bouncer did not stop them, or at least not after the twenty dollar bill was slipped into his hand. After that he was all smiles, even opened the door for the drunk bastards. He was out the door 37 seconds after them, strolling along silently. Shadowing them was not hard, they were drunk, and he new how to blend into the darkness, it was natural almost instinctive. The night was his birth mother, and he new how to suckle the nipple of the darkness like a babe new how to drink from its mother's tit. He felt the gun in his pocket, a .357 revolver meant to keep the stupid people at bay. Displaying his true power was reserved for much more dangerous situations, and at the moment, the 6 gangbangers did not merit that sort of action. He saw the first one kick out her knee, and watched her hit the ground in the rain. The kick to the stomach was brutal, it would almost assuredly bruise and perhaps scar. He stayed back, he needed her to the proper opening, the realization of how helpless she truly is at the moment. He would save her, but she had to know she needed his help first, or else this would all be for not.
Thread: A Red Wet Night (Shade)

Not so mouthy now are you? There was a ring of laughter as she sucked in painfull breaths of air. She was sure a rib was bruised or broken as she struggled to try and fight back. Jaina felt a pair of rough hands lift her up by the shoulders. They started to move into the wodded area of the park and she opened her mouth to scream for help. Surly, someone would hear her voice carried by the wind? She was backhanded . Making her head pound harder, and stomach lurch. The pain was so intense that she puked and was slapped again. Now, now, little whore. We don't need that. F-Fuck you. Jaina spat at the man as another reached to fondle her breasts. Not yet, but that will happen. Laughter and he hit her again. This time she felt her lip sting and moments later she tasted blood. Her blood, and from the way things were going, she was going to end up dead in the dumpster by morning. She should have stayed with the nicer man at the club after all...