Bloodsucking fiends: a love story

while she took off her own jeans. She climbed on him and muffled his next question with a kiss.
    He finally got the message and returned her kiss and tried to match her urgency, then didn't have to try at all. She pulled away from the kiss as her fangs unsheathed, then guided him into her as he moaned. Jody growled deep in her chest, pushed his head to the side and bit him on the neck.
    "Ouch!" Tommy shouted. She held him down and snarled into his neck.
    Dust from the old mattress filled the air and was stirred by the movement of their bodies.
    "Oh jeez!" Tommy shouted, digging his fingers into her bottom. Jody answered him with a catlike scream as she came, then fell on his chest and licked the blood that dribbled from the punctures on his neck.
    She twitched and shuddered while he repeated, "Oh jeez," over and over again between gasps. After a few minutes she rolled off him and lay on the bed feeling the warm nourishment running though her.
    Tommy rubbed his neck. "That was great," he said. "That was incredible. You are -"
    Jody rolled over. "Tommy, I have to tell you something."
    "You're beautiful," he said.
    Jody smiled at him. The urgency was gone now and she was feeling guilty. I could have killed him, she thought.
    Tommy reached over and touched her lips. "What's that on your teeth? Did you hurt yourself?"
    "It's blood, Tommy. It's your blood."
    He felt his neck again, which was completely healed. "My blood?"
    "Tommy, I've never done anything like that before. I've never been that way before."
    "Me either. It was great!"
    "I'm a vampire."
    "That's okay," Tommy said. "I knew this girl in high school who gave me a hickey that covered the whole side of my neck."
    "No, Tommy. I'm really a vampire." She looked him in the eye and did not smile or look away. She waited.
    He said, "Don't goof on me, okay?"
    "Tommy, have you ever seen anyone tear a pair of jeans like that before?"
    "That was my animal attraction, right?"
    Jody got out of bed, went to the bedroom door and closed it, shutting out the light from the living area. "Can you see anything?"
    "No," he said.
    "Hold up a number of fingers. Don't tell me how many."
    He did.
    "Three," Jody said. "Try again."
    He did.
    "Seven."
    "Jeez," he said. "Are you psychic?"
    She opened the door. Light spilled in.
    "You have an incredible body," Tommy said.
    "Thanks. I need to lose five pounds."
    "Let's do it again, without our shoes on this time."
    "Tommy, you have to listen to me. This is important. I'm not kidding you. I am a vampire."
    "C'mon, Jody, come over here. I'll take your shoes off for you."
    Jody looked up at the ceiling. There were open steel beams twenty feet above. "Watch." She jumped up and grabbed on to a beam and hung. "See?"
    "Jeez," Tommy said.
    "Do you have a book here?"
    "In my suitcase."
    "Go get it."
    "Be careful. You could fall."
    "Get the book, Tommy."
    Tommy went into the living area, looking up at her as he walked under. He returned with a volume of Kerouac.
    "Now what? Come down from there. You're making me nervous."
    "Close the door and open the book."
    He closed the door and the room went dark again. Jody read a half page aloud before he opened the door again.
    "Jeez," he said.
    She let go of the beam and dropped to the floor. Tommy backed away from her to the bed and sat down.
    "If you want to leave, I'll understand," she said.
    "When we were making love… you were cold inside."
    "Look, I didn't mean to hurt you."
    Tommy's eyes were wide. "You really are a vampire, aren't you?"
    "I'm sorry. I needed help. I needed someone."
    "You really are a vampire." It was a statement this time.
    "Yes, Tommy. I am."
    He paused for a second to think, then said, "That's the coolest thing I've ever heard. Let's do it with our shoes off."
    Part II – Nesting

Chapter 15 – Learning the Licks
    They took their shoes off and did it again. The second time was less urgent and they tried to impress each other with their respective repertoires of mattress tricks. Jody was careful not to appear too experienced and Tommy pulled on everything he had ever read, from Penthouse to National Geographic , trying not to appear too naive, while fighting the urge to shout "Gee whiz" with her every move. There was entirely too much thinking involved on both their parts and they finished thinking, Well, that was pretty okay. Jody's fangs stayed safely sheathed behind her canines.
    She said, "What was that you shouted at the end?"
    "It was a Bantu love cry. I think it translates,