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WARNING! This post contains a bit of erotica..Don't read this
if that sort of things offends you.
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    Candlelight reflected brightly from the crystal goblets as
they clinked together in gentle salute. Kim sighed as she leaned back
in her chair. The warm light from the fireplace in the adjoining room
brought out golden highlights in her long, light brown hair.

    "Steven, that was delicious! " she remarked with satisfaction
as she gazed at me across the table. "What did you have in mind for
... dessert?" she continued with a saucy glint in her dark eyes.

    I smiled and drained my glass of wine also before replying.
When I had awoken at sunset I had flown to the airport early and
quickly fed on a drowsy traveler when he had encountered me in the
mens room. I had taken just enough to satisfy me and bring a blush to
my cheeks, all four of them. After all, I had a somewhat debauched
night planned tonight! He had slid into a deep trance quickly and I
had fed from the side of his hand and then planted a false memory of
his hitting the hand on a sharp corner in the mens room. He would only
remember my being a helpful fellow traveler who had bandaged his hand.
This was one of the enhanced power of mind that I had discovered after
my last emergence from the ground. The ability to confuse and actually
place false memories in mortals minds. It was a very handy talent but
one I used with care.  I had picked up Kim when she had arrived and
flown back in my sweet little helicopter here to the house for an
intimate dinner. I had prepared a Chinese cuisine for the evening that
I had learned to make about five centuries ago when I had lived in
that country.

    "Why don't we sit on the couch in front of that roaring fire
and discuss it, my dear" I answered as I rose from the table and
offered her my hand.

    We moved to the large, comfortable couch in front of the
fireplace and sat there quietly, snuggled together. As I stared at the
flames I considered my present situation and wondered how it would be
to sit there with a woman I loved completely...a woman I could share
my entire life with. A pang of sadness slid through me as I realized
that such a possibility may have died when I had over a thousand years
ago.

    Was romance and love something that only mortals could
experience in totality? Was I doomed to live forever alone, bereft of
a companion that I could be completely open with. Bereft of a person
to tell my fears or rejoice my triumphs with? I remember the past
times I had loved mortal women and the various tragic ways those
relationships had ended. More than one woman was aghast with horror
when I revealed my true nature and had regarded me as a monster,
regardless that they had learned to love me previous to my disclosure.
Others had first accepted this fact uneasily and then either betrayed
me or attempted to. Mortal fear and superstition was exceedingly
powerful. But, if they had truly loved me for who I was, would it have
mattered what I was?

    Only one woman in all those years had continued to love me for
what who I really was. She had loved me for who I was inside, my
spirit rather than the physical body I possessed. She had loved me for
my strength and sensitivity and accepted my faults, one of which was
the fact I needed to drink blood nearly every day. Just a minor thing,
really. But she had been mortal and experienced the lasting death that
mortals will have. I could not make her like myself...that would have
been too cruel. How could I create another like me knowing what I did,
having experienced what I had? So, I had carefully aged myself with
cosmetics as the years spun by and when my precious Lilly had died I
had buried her with all honors and traveled far, far away to continue
in loss and torment until her memory was something that was happy and
not something that tore my heart asunder.

    It had been almost a thousand years since I had lost Lilly.I
had given up a long time ago but after emerging from the ground the
last time the craving to share myself with someone burst into life
with renewed vigor. After a decade or two of disappointment I had put
these desires on hold. Kim was the only woman I allowed to be as close
as we were. She was ignorant of my true nature and regarded me as a
wealthy eccentric. I was careful in my relationship with Kim. She and
I shared physical pleasures and that was it. We had our separate lives
and though we would talk about  our occupations, we didn't allow that
to interfere with our main interests in each other.

    Kim was always fascinated with my life style of being awake at
night and sleeping during the daylight hours. She and I had joked
about vampires and such but she accepted my excuses of biorythms and
extreme sensitivity to sunlight. My vampiric fangs were not like those
you see in cheap movies. My canines were only marginally larger than
those of mortal humans although they were sharper by far. There was
nothing about me physically that stood out as different after I had
fed. My skin was pale to the point of transluscence if I hadn't fed
well in several days but once I did drink deep, it flushed immediately
and stayed that way. In turn, my skin was cool until I fed but warmed
up to normal temperatures when I was full. I have always concealed my
true physical abilities from mortals I have had relationships with
except for a few occasions.

    Kim interrupted my thoughts by nuzzling my throat and as I
turned towards her she caressed my hard chest. I lowered my head until
our mouths met and we kissed deeply, our tongues sliding wetly into
each others mouth. Time passed and soon the flickering light of the
fire played upon our naked bodies as we enjoyed each other. Kim moaned
as I slid my hands over her swelling breasts and her thighs parted
inadvertantly when I gently pinched her hard, swollen nipples.  I felt
myself swelling as well and she smiled at me and slid her mouth down
my hard, muscled body until I gasped in pleasure as she took me in her
mouth. I began a spiral into erotic pleasure as Kim worked on me and
when I seized her and pushed her hard onto the cushions of the couch
she begged me to take her fast. Being a complete gentleman I couldn't
refuse her. Her moans grew into shrieks of pleasure as drove into her
wetness time after time with long, hard strokes. Her full rounded
breasts were pressed tight against my muscular chest while our mouths
sought each other frantically. As my hips pistoned relentlessly her
rounded mobile hips bucked hard against me. Kim orgasmed twice
before I allowed myself to release control and my mind filled with
pure physical sensation as I shot into her. Kim writhed beneath me as
her mind and body was overcome by the electrical and emotional
discharge my vampiric body produced at such times. As to a physical
discharge, it wasn't exactly semen but something that certainly
resembled it quite close. I had examined it under a microscope and
found that there were no reproductive cells whatever, only seminal
fluid.

The physical pleasure I experienced was vastly greater than any I had
felt as a human. As I have mentioned before, my vampiric senses were
greatly enhanced beyond mortal range. The ecstasy would build and
build until I would feel as if I were floating high in a rosy cloud
and when I would orgasm, that emotional charge was transferred to my
partner.

    I feel that what my partner experiences when I orgasm is a
derivative of the psychic powers that have developed in me. They
experience an overwhealming pleasure that is a combination of my own
ecstasy and their own. A low grade electrical charge accompanied this
as a result of the interaction of our psychic aura's and  the combined
result was something few of my partners could remain conscious about.
If I had been human, such a talent would have swelled my ego to vast
proportions but I regarded it as just another part of me now.

    We paused in our labors as Kim caught her breath and moved on
into the bedroom where we started once more. This continued through
most of the night. Kim finally fell into a deep sleep around four in
the morning and I moved her to one of the other bedrooms. I cleaned up
around the place and went out to breathe the brisk marine air. Ahhh,
that had been enjoyable and I felt a delicious sense of lassitude. Kim
knew the rules I imposed on her visits and if she awoke before me, as
was likely, she would read or watch the ocean until I awoke. I would
take her back tomorrow evening and that would be that. End of fling
for this time. She had already informed me she had to be back the next
evening since she had to catch a flight early the next morning for an
east coast business trip. We would part with mutual affection and
there would be no regrets.

    As the sky began to lighten I sighed deeply. A sudden thought
appeared and I jerked my head up sharply. If there could be no real
romance, no True Love in my life again...what was the use of
continuing?  I had entertained such thoughts in the past but suddenly
the futility of my existence filled me with despair. All my interests
and electronic toys and fascinations were so trivial at this moment.
If I could never have a Love who would be part of me...

    I shook my head and walked slowly back inside. The coals in
the fireplace cast furtive flickers of ruddy light over my body as I
walked past. My eyes reflected emptiness as I closed the heavy door of
my bedroom and barred it...

<Steven>