S7venty 4 June and Douglas search for Lucas
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Lucas Moore-Vampire
Mother told me I had fallen ill after contracting a vampire illness from tainted packaged blood.
That didn't explan the scar on my chest. She told me that the surgeon had to cut the infection out.
I couldn't remember anything, not one thing. The last thing I remembered was being home with mother for spring break.
She told me I had graduated from college early, so I did not need to go back. I majored in history and minored in economics.
My mind kept saying, ergonomics, that wasn't correct, was it?
She told me that after my illness, which I had lost most of my blood, she was able to keep me alive with donor blood.
I wondered why she hadn't given me any of her own blood, weird.
As my mother, she would have been a perfect match.
I was in some sort of a cave. Mother said we were down here because the doctor recommended the dark, quiet atmosphere for the best healing of vampires.
I never had issues healing before, as a vampire. Mother said it was all the infected human blood I had consumed.
She said the doctor recommended that I start hunting again, fresh blood would be better for me.
She knew how I felt about this, I didn't like it. I was more of a nerdy type, I kept to myself. I liked to read.
Hunting requires me to charm people, put on an act and then take their blood from them, leaving them stunned.
I muched preffered a quiet glass of blood in my room, alone.
My hair was very light. It was shorter than I had ever had it, my face sported a goatee.
This was not like me at all.
I did what mother told me to do, to heal. After months of underground life, I wanted out.
This place was like an emergency silo for some type of end of the world prepper.
I told mother that I was healed up and ready to leave.
She stalled.
After several more weeks of boredom and " Healing" mother made arrangements for us to go to a home in the country.
I did not know it was the old country. We were in the middle of some remote Eastern European estate. I liked it though. I had plenty of space to run.
I dreamed of being free from mother.
After the next year, my hair was longer. It was jet black, except...one stubborn streak of red that somehow hung from my bangs.
I held it between my fingers and tried to understand it.
Last night I dreamt of a woman with startling red hair. I couldn't see her face, but her hair was long and curly. Big fat curls that hung to her back.
She was speaking to me. I was braiding her hair.
I wanted to turn her around, see her face, but when she turned around....the dream slipped away from me before I could see her.
My cold heart was beating fast. I ran into the woods, hunting.
I found a small rabbit. It was so very cute that I released it.
I was a failure as a vampire. I knew my mother and father were aware of my short comings.
It took me another few months to make the decision to leave. I packed my things and flew home to Scotland the next day.
I was shocked to see that our family home was in ruins.
I rented a place just out of town. It was just a small little bungalo. I needed a place to take my dinner in private.
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June
I searched for Lucas for a very long time. He wasn't in Scotland. Douglas was very stressed out with my desire to travel so much. He thought I was secretly hunting humans.
I wasn't, just one little vampire. I finally told him after the second month of traveling.
His response was incredible.
" Wife, you should have told me, I can't believe it, he is alive? Are you certain?" He was so happy.
" You can't tell my sister, I mean what if he isn't with her because he doesn't want to be?"
" I see, yes...her heart would break all over again."
We had a quick wedding, just a very small affair of close family and friends.
It was a great cover for our extended honeymoon. We needed to have a good reason to be away from home for so long.
I didn't love Douglas, but he was good to me. He kept me fed and gave me the s****l freedom to make love whenever or however I wanted it. I wanted it frequently.
The only stipulation he had was that it be with him, only him.
I was cool with that for now.
Douglas was getting me fat too.
I gained about 30 pounds. He loved my new curvy figure.
We were making love in the top floor of the The Hub. What a perfect place to make love.
The public arts and events building in the centre of Edinburgh, Scotland seems the perfect place to find a vampire, scholar.
We were visiting the top of the Royal Mile, I got horny in the prominent landmark.
I hurried to the top, pulling Douglas up the tall Gothic spire.
We found it exciting to make love in public places. This one was very special though, this was where I found my master.
After we made love, as we were dressing, I got a strong impression of Lucas Moore.
I told Douglas. "He's here. We found him. Let's go down to the restaurant and look around a bit."
I spotted him there, he looked very handsome and stood out among all the tourist. He was wearing a navy blue suit and white sneakers.
He had his hand over his heart as he was reading an old book.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. It was Sherlock Holmes. He was reading and eating olives, and drinking wine.
I wandered down to his table. Douglas watched me as I approached him.
But before I could sit down, a middle aged blond woman came to sit with him.
He took her hand and did the eye thingy on her.
He was shopping for dinner then?
Why this woman?
Oh, I knew why. She smelled like baking bread, cinnamon maybe. It was sweet and quite lovely.
I wanted to taste her as well.
I watched him. He charmed her. She giggled at his words, they talked about literature and poetry.
He stood up. He took her arm as he put on a pair of aviator sunglasses.
His hair was long now. He led the woman to a sports car. She got in and he quickly drove away.
I smiled. I found him.
The next day, I approached him.
He looked up from his book, same restaurant, same wine, olives.
He pointed to his chair.
" Sit, please. How can I help you?"
" Do you recognize me sir?" I ventured.
He took my hand and looked at it, turning it over.
" This is my territory. I am hunting here. Find your own hunting grounds." He dropped my hand.
He didn't know me. Me, his own special vampire, he created me.
I turned and left. We needed to bring Kennedy in now.
It was time.
Douglas held me while I cried. I was sad that my own master didn't know me. It hurt like hell.
We made love in the park and made plans to return to Oaksprings in the morning.
We missed home.
" June, if he does remember you again will you go live with him, he is your master?"
Awe the hubby was worried about losing me. That's so sweet. He was growing on me.
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