Zab
After the long day of countless meetings and site visits, I'm in a luxurious apartment. Nope. It was not mine. It belongs to John Curtis. He's human. My Blood doll and lover (to him). He's a doctor in a huge hospital in downtown Manhattan. We met in one of a charity gala my company sponsored. Ever since that night, he didn't stop pursuing me.
Anyway, I sat here on his couch. We just finished our dinner. He was sitting beside me, sipping his wine.
"You seem stress baby." He said draping his left arm around my shoulder.
I sighed.
"I had a long day." I told him.
"So I heard. Why don't you let me ease your stress?" He said near my ear.
He began planting small kisses on my bear shoulder. I let out a loud sigh. His lips went to my neck and begun nipping my flesh. I could feel the sudd
