Saturday
Jennifer found herself in a large sunken tub with flower petals floating over the water. It was very warm. The water was a nice coolness over her skin. As she looked around there were large stone columns and shear fabric blowing from the wind. It was all open around her. She was sitting in the water on a ledge. The water up to just under her breasts. She knew it was deeper in front of her. The tub could hold at least fifty people with ease she was sure. It was as if she was in ancient Egypt. She could even see the hieroglyphs on the columns around her.
Suddenly she saw a shadow through the fabric. It was Ammon walking across from her just the other side of one of the shear walls. He walked up to a woman. She was gorgeous. She had long black hair. She was wearing little, covered in shear fabric herself. Yet she could see the strength of this woman. She had the same look that the Ammon she knew had. Strength and age all conveyed in her eyes. She was old if you looked in her eyes yet she looked young physically. She looked no older than her mid twenties.
She leaned into him as if to embrace him and kiss. She kissed his lips softly then moved to his neck and sang her own fangs into his neck and wrapped her arms around him to hold him in place. Jennifer could see his eyes roll back into his head as he began to pass out. She slowly retracted her fangs and kissed the wounds on his neck. Then she made a cut just above her breast and whispered "drink." He slowly began to drink from her. Once he stopped he lay there in her arms. Jennifer knew she was seeing Ammon's transformation into what he was now.
Suddenly everything around Jennifer grew dark and was replaced with candle light. She hadn't moved but everything around her had. She was standing now in the middle of the water. It was up to her waist. She could still feel the heat and the light breeze but she couldn't see past where she was into the distance to see the scene she had been watching. She could feel arms come around her waist and hold her close to what she knew was a naked body. She could feel him. When she tried to look around her he was in the dark even though he was right behind her.
Jennifer didn't know why but she felt safe. Whoever this was she was not afraid of him. He pulled her against him further and she could feel his hard erection against her back. He was as naked as she was. Her body betrayed her as she could feel her own heat rise. She looked down at his hands. They were strong hands without any marks on them. He took her into the deeper part of the water. She found her heart rate increasing as he did so. He began to run his hands along her shoulders and down her arms. He whispered, "mine" ever so softly in her ear. He moved her to the edge of the water where there was a blanket laid out before her.
He scooped her up in his arms and finally she saw his face. A face she knew so very well. Yet his face did not have the pot mark that had once been there. She loved him with all her heart and soul. She raised her hand to his face and he smiled down at her. His blue eyes almost dark with the heat within them. She was about to say his name when his lips met hers. She could feel the fire within her building even higher. When he released her he laid her down on the blanket gently. He kissed his way down her body. She could feel the heat in his breath. Her own growing with each kiss from him.
As he came to her bellybutton he kissed her and stopped. Her world stopped with him. She looked up into his eyes seeing a sparkle there that told her he was about to make her really squirm. His own legs pushing hers apart. Just as he moved into place between her legs he looked up into her eyes again. She locked hers with his. She couldn't seem to look away as he rang his tongue along her already wet self. She could hear his own growl as he did so. It sent a fire through her that was unlike anything she felt before. She needed him within her. It was beyond a need, yet she couldn't find a word that worked. It was as if he called to her. He licked her again but he didn't stop at her clit. He continued to move up her body to between her breasts. He moved to her right breast. He suckled deeply and she let out her own moan. Still her eyes were locked with his. She could feel his erection near her wet neither lips. The head of his engorged cock at her entrance.
Suddenly he pulled away from her and she let out a sound of dismay. He stood and looked around and slide into to shadows. Jennifer sat up and screamed "NO."
Jennifer found herself sitting up in bed, tears in her eyes. She hated these dreams. They seemed so real. It was as if he was with her again. She lay back into the soft bed and curled up into a ball and let the tears fall from her eyes. She stayed as quiet as she could. She was in a strange place and even in her own safe home she never let anyone see her cry. Her heart felt empty and void, as if it was gone completely. Since he died she had felt this way. Her dream had only reminded her of the emptiness all the more.
Jennifer lay there for some time till the tears stopped and then she got out of bed. She went to the bathroom and placed cold water on her eyes to remove the redness that had her eyes all puffy. Once she felt refreshed she returned to the room to find Tony.
"Ah miss there you are. Are you hungry this morning? Mr. Ammon is having breakfast and asked if I would see if you are hungry."
She was glad he hadn't come earlier. "Yes I am."
Tony led her to the office where Ammon was already eating. He stood as soon as she came in. "Morning, I am glad you decided to join me."
"It smells good."
The two of them ate in mostly silence, each in their own thoughts. Finally Jennifer couldn't wait any longer. "So are you going to tell me why I am here?"
Ammon looked at her for a few moments before he answered. He was torn by wanting to enjoy her company and telling her what she needed to know in order to meet Lynn. He couldn't wait any longer. He had interrupted Lynn last night in her room. It was a good thing she was asleep at the time. He would have scared her into running away. "I hear you were up late reading in the library."
She noticed he was trying to change the subject but what else could she do. She knew she could not make him answer her questions. "Yes."
"You must have found a good book to read through the entire party. I had figured you would have gone to bed early."
"Yes it was an interesting book." She thought suddenly as to why he was asking about the book. Something about his question was making her wonder about it all. "Who wrote it?" she finally asked.
"I did."
She had expected that answer for some reason. It felt right. He was watching her she knew. She just let it all sink in for a moment. "I haven't read it all but it is well written. I read it for six hours last night."
"Yes Tony said you did. Do you have any questions about it?"
"You never put a name to the main character. I was wondering why?"
"It is my life story and few have ever read it so I never thought to put a name in it." Ammon knew he was telling her something that she may not believe. She was probably going to think he was crazy and she wasn't going to like the proof.
Jennifer sat looking at Ammon across the room. He is either telling me the truth or he is crazy, she thought. She wasn't sure which one to believe at the moment. If he was crazy she really needed to get out of here. If he was telling the truth then her life just changed. One way or another she wasn't as scared as she thought she should be.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"I am not sure yet but you do realize that most people will call you crazy for that comment?"
"At the moment I want to know what you think. You do not look very scared for a woman who just learned there really are vampires in the world."
"I have always believed that there is always the possibility of crazy things being true in life."
"Not the response I had expected."
"I never claimed to be normal. Most would agree with me that know me."
