Moria hopped up on the table that was provided for dancing at the Halloween party and started shaking her hips as the first strains of Shakira's "Tango" came on. As the beat got faster, Moria started shaking her hips faster, moving her ass and showing off her body and the fact that she knew how to dance. Out of the corner of his eye, Eric, who was dressed as a vampire, saw the girl on the table dancing and moving her prefect body to the music. She looked like someone he had known long ago, someone he thought was gone forever. Halloween was one of the only nights Eric was able to dress as himself, and let all metamorphosis, all disguises go to hell. He was a vampire, a great vampire at that. At that time, he decided he was going to fuck the girl that night, and make her his. Eric walked over to the stereo and turned it from "Tango" to "Underneath Your Clothes". Moria slowed her movements to be more erotic and sensual. Eric walked over to the table.
"What's your name? I'm Eric," he called.
"Moria," she replied, as she bent down to talk. He looked strangely familiar.
"Come on down here, with me," Eric murmured.
Moria whispered, "Okay," She needed to be fucked.
Eric took her hand and helped her down, and led across the apartment to a bedroom. He looked back at Moria, he could see how beautiful she was, and how familiar she seemed. It was uncanny. All he wanted to do at that moment was fuck her then and there. When they got into the bedroom, he slid his hands over her body.
"Mmmm," Moria moaned, "You have lovely hands."