One down, two to go: By the looks of it, another couple of songs and our stay here would be over. The heat of the bodies registered, the smells drifted around me, I was trying to find my prey. They had already approved of my decision, now it was up to me. A waitress paused, secretly took his order and left. Short skirt, crop top, hair pulled back, sportin’ deep red lips that sipped at my customized drink. Intensity increased, he pushed into me, violently, the last spasms of life. This was a good drink and I had no idea what it was. I could tell his friends were eager, but he played it cool. “I can see you want me too,” I held him inside of me. Still kissing him, I managed to position him much like a crocodile maneuvers his food for easy swallowing. Alex relaxed. The signal that I was done for the night, that I had a successful hunt. As a matter of fact, he was quite good. Shots. I felt hesitation in his hands.
