The Flu... or is it? Part 2
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He continued to work on her shoulders, then moved to her neck. He knew he couldn't do the same things she could, but he attempted to repeat her movements as best he could remember them. He knew that, no matter what kind of day he was having or whatever he was going through, her neck massages could put him in a good mood. He tried to return the favor now, but he doubted he would do close to as good a job as she did.

She moaned a little louder, her mouth opened and those slight fangs she had coming back. "You're going great, love..." Her voice trailed off into a deep moan.

He smiled. That made him feel really good. He kept at it, figuring if anything could make her feel good enough to fall asleep, this would be it.

Her body relaxed completely as she tried to will her mind to do the same. But as it had happened the last two nights, it didn't. She decided to force herself to fall asleep. She'd just close her eyes, pretend this was all just a really fucked up dream, and everything could be fine.

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David "Trying to Mantain" Trenton

Cameron "What's Happening to Me?" Grant

and a special appearance by
Chris "Twiddling My Thumbs in the Waiting Room" Brock
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