I never used to believe in Vampyres, that is until I met one and became one. This is my story sit back and enjoy.
My name is Stacia; I'm 23 years old and very single. I had been for so long I had forgotten was love was like. But that all changed on Halloween.
Since Halloween was coming up and this year I really didn’t have anything to do, since my niece and nephew were gone that year to New York. I was stuck in Los Angels alone and bored.
I had heard there was a new club opening up downtown, and it was supposed to be the hip thing. None of my friends were around this year so I didn’t really know if I wanted to go alone.
Finally after days of debating I decided why not and lets give it a try. So the day before I went out and bought a short black mini skirt thigh high stocking and a nice see through white top and new black bra. I also decided to splurge on some sassy looking strappy sandals.
Oh Halloween night I took a nice long shower, got dressed and put on a little bit more makeup then I would wear to work. I figured I'm only going to see these people once so lets have some fun. I grabbed my purse and car keys and headed out the door.
I arrived at the club shortly after 10 so I knew I wasn’t too late for any fun. It was still early and wasn’t expecting much till later that night.
I walked up the front door and there was a guy-checking Id's dressed in a long black and red cape, a white shirt and nice tight black pants. I flashed him my ID and he wrapped a drinking bracelet around my wrist.
As I started to walk off he pulled me back and said, "Save me a dance for later cara mia."
I smiled and nodded and walked on in. I had the entrance money out and ready, but when I got up to the counter the guy waved me into the club. I just nodded and walked on. Although it seemed odd they were wearing pretty much the same thing as the front entrance guy.
I walked up to the bar and ordered an Amaretto sour. And it seemed like magic that it appeared in front of me. Like the guys up front the entire bar tenders were dressed the same.
I took my drink and turned around and watched all the dancers on the floor. The music was great and the beat was strong. I soon found myself swaying to the beat.
I finished my drink and set the glass back on the bar and headed out to the dance floor. I found a great spot and just started dancing. My body seemed to be hypnotized by the music and I lost myself in it.
After dancing alone for a few minutes I felt a pair of strong arms go around my waist and start moving with me. I turned around and saw the guy from the front behind me.
I flashed him a smile and we continued to dance for about another 20 minutes. After that I felt really thirsty and motioned that I needed a drink. So we walked off the floor his arms still around me.
When we got to the bar I asked for a glass of water. And again like magic it appeared.
"So stranger what’s your name?" I asked the guy.
"My name cara mia is Alexi. And tonight I am your slave." He whispered into my ear.
I smiled and said "Hmm now that sounds tempting. My name is Stacia."