| it. Turning her hand over, I licked the palm of her hand. Shivering, she freed her hand and gently touched my face. Glazing in my eyes, she leaned over and kissed me quickly on the lips. Smiling, she then turned forward again and put the car into drive. As we started on our way, I couldn't help, but quiver in anticipation. As we journeyed on our way I noticed a liquor store. "Could you stop for just a second?" I asked. "I want to go get something." Nodding in reply, she parked on the side of the street a little ways down from the store. I quickly got out of the car and made my way into the store. Scanning the shelves, I soon found what I was looking for. Grabbing a fifth of vodka and a fifth of gin, I strolled up to the counter. The little old man working there asked if I had any ID on me. Chuckling, I fished my driver's license out of my wallet and showed it to him. To think I've lived hundreds of years and someone cards me for alcohol. I then paid for my goods, grabbed the bag they were in, and left. Right next to the liquor store was a small grocery. Feeling I had the time I darted into it. I made my way to the fruit aisle and looked at the produce. Grabbing a little plastic bag I filled it with two containers of strawberries, four bananas, two lemons, and three oranges. I then went through the express lane, paid for the food, and left. As I walked down the street, I was pleased to see that the car was still there. As I let myself back into the car, I said, "I'm sorry for taking so long." "It's okay," she replied. "Are you ready to go now?" Nodding my head, I took the vodka out and broke the seal on it. Winking at her, I took a big swig. After I finished, I offered her the bottle. Looking pleased, she took the bottle and had a good sized swig herself. Gasping, she handed the bottle back to me. Grinning, I closed the bottle and asked, "Are you all right?" "I'm fine," she said. "It just had more of a burn than I am used to." Smiling, I just nodded my head in agreement. I then asked, "So, where are you going to take me anyway?" "Oh, it's a surprise," she replied. Closing my eyes and leaning back in my seat, I said, "Okay, I like surprises. We rode for a while longer until we came to a house. It was an old house, a house of secrets. It |
| looked like it might have once been a plantation house. A place of extreme pain, sorrow, and forbidding pleasures. Knowing exactly where we were, I still turned and asked, �So, where are we at?� �This is my place,� she said. �Would you like to come in for awhile?� Smiling, I said, �I would love to.� I then got out of the car. Gathering my things up, I followed her into the house. The inside was decorated gothic style. All the furnishings were black. The walls where black, the floors were black, everything was black. Scattered about was paintings of people screaming, in pain, and dying. I loved it immediately after my eyes fell upon it. �Where is your kitchen at?� I asked �I want to make some drinks.� Nodding her head, she quickly pointed me into the right direction. When I got in the kitchen, I found two glasses and a good cutting knife. I then proceeded to cut my fruits up. I cut up one of the bananas, a lemon, and one of the oranges. I then opened the strawberries and cut several of them up. Taking the fruits, I put them in the glasses. I then grabbed my vodka and gin. I filled the glasses about half full of vodka and then topped them off with the gin. I then looked through the drawers until I found two spoons. Grabbing the drinks and spoons, I made my way into the living room. When I entered the living room, I saw her stretched out on the sofa. Setting the drinks down on the coffee table, I took a seat in a nearby chair. Puzzled, she sat up and asked, �What kind of drink is that?� I just shook my head and said, �The name doesn�t really matter. Just drink it and eat the fruit after you finish with the alcohol.� Still a little bit nervous she complied. Amused, I picked up my own drink and proceeded to drink it. By the time I had finished the concoction, she was already started on the fruit. When we both finished, I asked, �So how did you like it?� �It was quite good,� she said. �I�ve never had anything like it before.� Smiling, I asked, �How do you feel?� �A little bit woozy, to tell the truth,� she replied. Smiling even more, I told her, �That�s natural.� |
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