Charlie walked the streets of Toronto at night watching for any signs he might be alone. Mr. Hoffman was always with someone, a student from the college, a woman or just in a bright, well-lit place. He would wait patiently, his time would come. The woman had told Charlie her plan would work, he just had to have faith.
One particular evening, he had waited for hours outside of Mr. Hoffman's apartment but he never came home. In his research he discovered the Mr. Hoffman suddenly left the elementary school and went to the local junior college to teach. Amid whispers and rumors, Charlie knew why without being told. He knew someone had to have stood up to him and for that, he was grateful. Charlie wasn't happy with himself for not standing up and protecting other little boys before now but he would make up for it. Then, when he had taken care of Mr. Hoffman, the girl would be next, the one who threw the food on that fateful day. She never told Charlie she was sorry, but she would certainly be sorry.
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Vicki lay on her couch in the office thinking and soon, she was fast asleep. The dream started right away. She was with Henry, her hot, sweet vampire lover. In her dream, he was standing nude before her, his erection tall and proud. Vicki licked her lips and slunk toward him. She was nude too, on all fours and in his bed. The silk of his sheets felt so very real. It had been a whole month since they were together. Her body ached to have him inside of her. She wanted to hold him, caress him, feel him underneath her and touch every inch of him. She longed to have his mouth on hers, taking her breasts in his mouth as he'd done so many times before and driving her to the point of no return. In her dream, they began to kiss, touch and grind together. Suddenly, her stomach began to hurt.
"Vicki?" her dream Henry frowned and looked on in shock as she doubled over in pain.
"Henry, help me," Vicki called to Henry, her hand outstretched. Looking down, her stomach began to bulge, something was moving within her. Her eyes were wide with fear as were Henry's. Shaking his head no, Henry backed away, turned and ran into the dark while Vicki cried out.
"No! Don't leave me Henry! I need you!" Vicki awoke with a start. She was sweating and her breathing came in rapid, short pants.
Staring around the room, she realized it was all a dream but all too much a reality. Her real fear in a relationship was the inevitable ending that always seemed to come around sooner rather than later. What Vicki couldn't figure out was the strange happening with her stomach. Reaching down to be sure, her stomach was still nice and flat.
"Hm..must be a projection of Coreen," she said aloud to no one in particular.
"Projection of what?" A voice said.
Vicki jumped a mile then frowned, "Mike dammit! Don't do that..you scared the shit out of me."
Mike laughed, "Sorry Vic, just wanted to come by and check on you."
"I'm fine, heading home." Vicki had her apartment bedroom at the office but had recently gotten a real apartment across town, closer to Henry. Now, she regretted it. She had signed a six month lease so it would be another five months before she could relocate.
"How about a ride?" Mike offered.
"Nah, I'll catch a cab," Vicki yawned.
"You okay? You look beat," Mike whistled.
"Gee thanks, sure know how to say nice things to a girl dontcha Mike?" Vicki tilted her head and clicked her tongue.
"Sorry, just noticing, come on, I insist," he offered his arm. Vicki glanced at it and asked where Kate was.
"Waiting on me to get home so come on, let me get you home first," he offered his arm again. Shaking her head, she took it and locked her office behind her. As they exited the building, neither of them saw Henry standing in the shadows watching.
Someone else was in the shadows watching too.
Vicki collapsed into bed once more but this time she fell into a dreamless sleep. The dark figure watched outside of her window for quite some time. Finally, when the evening was almost over, the figure retreated into the shadows.
Another figure was watching the first with keen interest...
