VAMP

  "Oh Gawd. No!" Kendel wailed, standing on wobbly legs.  Why did

he have to attack me?"  She always felt guilty when she fed, but with

Steve it hurt, felt dirty.  She had liked him.  She thought he had liked

her, too.  He became violent when she refused his advances. 

Refused being a play thing for the night.  Not that she was a prude,

or that she never had a one night stand before;  she just

wasn't in the mood.  Dammit, she was allowed to not be in the

mood.  When, he wouldnt stop, her survival instinct kicked in, and

she fed.  She didnt need it, not then, and she didn't  want to turn

him. She did it to kill the son of a bitch.

  The freak actually seemed to be enjoying it for a moment, like he

was living out a fantasy.  Maybe it was his fantasy.  Hell, isn't it

everybody's?  She gave a quick thick laugh, wiping her mouth on her

coat sleeve.

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