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A genuine concern for me in her motherly eyes. I nod and she reluctantly leans down and sinks her fangs into my flesh. It’s painful, little pin pric...s. But nothing much. In fact it’s probably just my human memories telling me this SHOULD hurt. She lets go as quickly as she can, staring at me with concern.We watch as the skin bleeds a bit, but quickly heals up, faster than hers actually. I make her lick up the bit of blood on my arm and then make her walk back to the center of the shower.. She came running out of the house with her duffle bag in her hand and her shorts pulled on over the thin white bikini she had been laying out in.She climbed into the car and tossed her back in the back. "Sorry dad. I lost track of time." she shut the door and waited for him to pull out of the driveway. It was a long drive into the city from Shanda's house with a lot of back roads."Well Sydney you aren't going to have time to change before we get there. You already have me running late." He. More

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