When he awoke, Andre found his car in the front drive filled with fuel, and his shirt folded neatly on a massive mahogany table. Andre wondered where Dahlia had gone, and how she had gotten there. He decided to spend his day exploring the enormous plantation, and trying to get to know the real Dahlia St. Romes. Everything in the house was very old, expensive antiques were precisely placed and looked like they hadn't ever been touched. Andre searched the bedrooms looking for the one which might be Dahlia's, but he could not find one. All the rooms seemed to be guest bedrooms. The house looked more like a museum than a home that somebody lived in. In fact there were no signs of life on the magnificent property.
The sun set over the plantations and as it began to hide behind the mountains Dahlia arose from her tomb.
"Did you enjoy yourself today?" Andre jumped at the sultry voice. He was surprised that he hadn't heard Dahlia come in. She looked magnificent in her elegant low cut dress. It was crimson red, and it enhanced the color of her honey skin. Her breast looked enormous in the dress, and they made Andre incredibly hard. He became aware of this and was thankful that table blocked his now gigantic erection. Dahlia however could hear the change in his blood flow and gave him a knowing grin.
"Indeed I did. I feel I must tell you I was a bit of a snoop today." Andre said wearily.
"Oh were you? Did you find anything interesting?" Dahlia said sitting down close to him at the table.
"Actually no, nothing. No dirty little secrets, in fact I couldn't even find your bedroom." Andre became a little unnerved letting Dahlia know he had gone searching for her room. Suddenly the room felt very hot. He watched Dahlias breast heave up and down, confined within her dress, and the warm Louisiana heat began to stifle the room. Andre began to undo the first three buttons of his shirt, as he became enchanted with Dahlia.
"Would you like to see it?" Dahlia said calmly, her green eyes burning through him. Andre licked his lips and smiled at her.
"I would like to see many things," he said as the smile faded from his face and was replaced by pure lechery. Dahlia stood up and walked toward him. She leaned down in front of him at an angle which enhanced his vision of both her enormous breast and her tight shapely ass. Dahlia leaned in closer as if to kiss him, yet bypassed his lips and purred into his ear.
"Come."
Dahlia took his hand and led him to the only locked door in the house. It seemed to lead to the basement, which perplexed Andre. Dahlia pulled a key from her breast and the door opened. Andre was once again stunned by the wealth of such a young girl. He then noticed an empty tomb situated in the middle of the room. Andre stopped dead in his tracks and slowly turned to look at Dahlia.
"You're not human, are you?" He said calmly, still only wishing to touch her as he did in his dream.