Cindy wanted to get a tattoo to show off to her lesbian lover Debs. So she went to a tattoo shop at the edge of town. She walked a little hesitantly into the gloomy store and saw behind the counter the tattooist. She was a very tall, slender black woman who had strange tattoos of dark swirling symbols on her arms. Her head was shaved except for a short black Mohawk. She wore a leather bask that showed an ample cleavage and black skin tight trousers and spiked heel boots. The woman exuded a confident sexual dangerousness.
"Uh hi." Started Cindy wondering if this was a good idea
"Cindy I have been waiting for you." The woman said without looking up from her book
"How do you know me?" Cindy asked
The woman finally looked up and her gaze felt to Cindy like she was peering into her very soul. Her eyes were pale blue and she wore a gloss maroon lipstick.
"I have been watching you and Deborah from afar. You can call me Sam and you could say I am an admirer of your pleasure seeking."
"Who are you?" asked Cindy
"I too am a pleasure seeker like you and your lover and like you I want to have more than what's normal."
"I..I am normal." Blurted Cindy
"Really? Now I know a lot of girls your age may experiment with a little bit of bisexuality. A drunken kiss here, a brief clinch there, but you two who were once plutonic friends are now gay lovers. You grave your best friends' pussy and you have even started fucking each other's asses, not just with fingers but with your tongues too. Tonguing your best friends ass isn't exactly what you see in your average romcom. And still you want more." Sam paused to allow what she said sink in and continued. "Well what if I told you could have new ways of pleasure and be together forever?"
"How?" Asked Cindy
"It's a kiss, actually it's the kiss. The kiss of sin, the taste of the night."
"Are you some sort of vampire?"