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~ Saint Agnes ~
Hagiography or autobiography ?
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~ Saint Agnes ~ Hagiography or autobiography ?
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A week has passed. Helene is now fully changed and her young vampire body is hungry. Helene tried human food but it gave nothing to her. Now she needs to bite, she needs to drink warm blood from a living and human prey. So I have to persuade her, I have to help her. She has to take the plunge. A part of Helene is still human and taboos are always present in her mind. So I hunted myself a young prey on the campus. |
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- It's your first meal, Honey. Take off your nice jacket: blood stains are very hard to remove. And Iam going to do the same thing. - I'm hungry, Agnes, very hungry. This man makes me dizzy. It's terrible. I have a craving for...Oh my nails ! They are claws. And my teeth, my caninas. See them... - It's a normal reaction, darling. Instinct of hunting. These arms grow when you're hunting or when you're hungry. |
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| - Come on Helene. Bite him. I am holding the head. In fact, Helene doesn't need my help. She has the necessary strenght. But she doesn't know that. Her mind is still human. It's the reason I have gagged the game. His screams could spoil Helene's first meal. And Helene starts to eat. |
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| After meal I clear the table and I hang the body. Emptied of blood, the man will not become a vampire.
- You're all smeared with blood ! - I don't give a damn. Ooooh it's good... It's really good ! Gently I caress Helene's body. She is trembling. I'm hungering too. But for another thing. - Uh uh... But there is something very pleasant after a good lunch... |
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to be continued...
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