My hands are going through your hair and down your spine. Our lips are sealed together so not one word of this will be breathed. I lean my bead back. I'm ready. I stare into your eyes that thirst for my blood and try to imagine mine. Wondering if they look scared. "Are you sure?" He whispered into my ear. "Yes". That one word would change my life. You remind me there is no going back. I know that. Your lips press gently against my soft neck. A hesitation occurs for just a moment then your teeth… Continue