The sun was beginning to set as Arial stirred, and awakened. Her thirst nagging at her insides. A vampire her age did not have to drink as much blood to sustain their self as a young one does. She omly needs at least one small feeding a night.
Arial is 655 years old, though to human eyes she looks only about a very alluring 38. She has long very dark brown hair almost black. She is about 5' 8", with very perky 36 C cup breasts. She has an athletic medium build. Her eyes after her feedings are green, but when she needs to feed they turn a very come to me alluring bright green.
She slid off her bed with cool black satin sheets, and went over to her huge walk in closet. Her house is as some would say in the middle of nowhere, but is very modern. She owns about 100 acres which is mostly wooded, but in almost the middle of it all is a well groomed 5 acres of house gardens and yard. She is very wealthy accumulating her fortune over her long lifetime which helped her buy a couple of corporations, and is run by very trusted long time vampire business partners. About 50 years ago, she decided to let others run things for her, and just enjoy the riches her business brings her. It also helps hide her "age" problem. She stays in the shadows so to speak.
She looks at her many outfits, and decides on a white sleeveless pantsuit that fits her curves very nicely. She often wore this outfit in the summertime to the bar that she frequents looking for her late night dinner. She always go to this very classy business bar in the city that all the big wigs go to. She loves the professional atmosphere rather than a noisy club filled with loud chaos.
Arial has always been a lesbian, though in her times before being turned into a vampire you would have been stoned to death for such a thing. She kept it quiet, and was married off at a young age, though after only six months her husband died of small pox, and in the middle of the night to took to her freedom. She was discovered by the woman that turned her years later hiding in her barn in the middle of nowhere. The woman's name was Lily. She also was a lesbian, and was a vampire. She took Arial under her wing, and let her live there to keep things done while she slept. She told Arial what she was a few weeks after she was staying there, and surprisingly it did not frighten her, but intrigued her. Lily knew she was to young and naive to fully understand what it meant to live as a vampire, so she waited a few years. Arial then decided to wait a little longer to be sure it was what she wanted.
They lived as lovers, and when Arial was ready, Lily turned her. Lily guided her for the first year of her vampire life, and made sure she was ready to be on her own before she let her leave. Although Arial did not really want to, Lily knew that she had to discover the world as a vampire on her own, so they parted ways and every once in a while Lily would visit Arial to check on her. Lily never had to look her up since she was her mistress, the one who turned her, they were bound by blood. A sixth sense would always lead her to where Arial was.
Arial put on her outfit and chose a pair of sexy white high heels and called for the limousine to be brought around. She got in and was on her way to the bar. When she got there there were several men sitting at tables discussing the business of the day then she noticed over in the corner sitting alone a beautiful red headed woman with what looked like a pina coloda in her hand.
Arial smiled her seductive smile and walked toward her. "Is anyone sitting here" she asked the woman.
"No, please sit down" she replied.