Message-ID: <2221eli$9707211427@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: telephoto@aol.com (TelePhoto) Subject: New: Roadside 1/4 (vamp, mc, mf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19970721055900.BAA21695@ladder02.news.aol.com> This is the first part of a (theoretically) ongoing story of a new vampire. Comments and suggestions welcomed, especially if they're friendly. Vampire or mind control afficiandos are particularly invited to reply. If you're under 18, you shouldn't read this. If you don't like sex, vampires, or mind control, you really shouldn't read this. *** Chapter 1, part 1 “And that’s the ballgame. The Dodgers have moved to within two games of first place as they knock off the...” Gary clicked off the television and turned his attention to Lisa, who had fallen asleep next to him. The day must have worn her out, he thought, looking at her sweet face, relaxed into slumber. They had been driving for three days, and every night, when they checked into the next roadside motel, she would be asleep long before he was. On the first night, he cuddled with her, waking her up temporarily. She was very receptive to him that night, almost purring as he caressed her large breasts through the t-shirt. She rolled towards him and resettled in his arms, but she didn’t open her eyes or return his touches. The second night, she didn’t even roll over. Something Gary had never learned about his fiancee until this trip from Minnesota to California was that she didn’t deal well with road travel. Each morning, she was fresh as a daisy, but by nightfall, she was almost dead. He smiled as he looked down on her. He felt restless, but he knew Lisa wouldn’t respond well if he tried waking her up, assuming he could even rouse her. He never would have guessed she was so fragile just from driving for 12 hours, considering she was such a minx back home. Home. He thought about the fact that, from now on, home was a new place. The job offer had come out of the blue, and he had to be in Los Angeles in a week. They basically loaded up their lives into the back of a U-Haul and headed out. Now they were only two days from their destination and a new life. Gary realized he was thinking too much to have a chance at falling asleep for a while. Instead, he buttoned up his shirt, put his shoes back on, and walked out of the room into the parking lot. He had noticed a bar about a block away from the motel. Gary thought he’d walk over there and get a drink, and hopefully he’d be able to relax and get through his frustration. *** The sign flashed on and off in glowing red letters: “All-Nude!” Gary questioned whether he should go in, but in this middle-of- nowhere town, he doubted he’d find another bar in walking distance. He stepped in and was immediately overwhelmed by the thick smoke and blaring music. The assault on his senses left him feeling even more uncomfortable, but he still went all the way to a table and sat down. There weren’t too many customers in the place. Gary figured that, since it was only about 11 o’clock, it was too early for the crowds to show. There were a few truckers whose rigs were parked outside, and a couple of other guys, each alone and each nursing a beer. “Hey there, sweet thing. What can I get you?” Gary turned to face the voice. He expected the nude waitress, but he definitely didn’t expect her to be so beautiful. She was almost... unnatural. Her skin was pale and pure. Her hair was long, dark, and billowed around her face. Her tits were huge, but they seemed to defy gravity, they were so firm. But most of all, Gary noticed her eyes. They were bright and piercing. He couldn’t look away from her. “Hmmm... oh, I’ll have a beer,” he stammered. “Please.” She smiled at the “please.” “You got it, babe. Don’t go anywhere ‘til I get back.” Gary kept staring at her as she turned and walked away. Her hips swayed, and her ass almost hypnotized him. The waitress seemed to disappear into the smoke, and Gary shook himself out of his reverie. He couldn’t believe he was acting like this. He had been with Lisa for nearly four years, and they were getting married in three months. But here he was, staring at a naked waitress and imagining doing things to her that Lisa wouldn’t let him try. “Oh, I’ll do that!” Gary snapped around again. The waitress was back with his beer. She bent over to put the mug on the table, and she was looking right into his eyes. “I’ll do things that you wouldn’t believe, and then she’ll do them too.” “What are you talking about?” Gary asked. She smirked at him. “I saw those thoughts. And I liked them.” “You must be joking.” The waitress put her hands on his thighs and practically touched noses with Gary. “I don’t joke about life and death, and I don’t joke about sex.” She arched her eyebrows, dropped her eyes to Gary’s crotch, and then back to his eyes. “And I’m offering you all of them.” -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /