A.j. Sumoritos stretched out lazily on the large bed that she now occupied with the handsome stranger she had met the night before. Somewhere, in the part of her mind that still was focused on what she had learned in her seventeen year at a Catholic orphanage, she had the inkling of a thought that what she had done was wrong, and that she would be punished. Then she thought of the many other things that she would now have the opportunity to do, and she realized that there were worse things than sex.
Then she wondered what had possessed her the night before, how had she went from being a young innocent girl who had never been kissed to a girl who had not only done that, but had lost her self to a man she did not even know, and a vampire at that. She felt guilty for a moment at what she had done, but then she pushed the thought out of her mind. She was tired of being perfect all the time, she was tired of having to conform to standards like those that she had for her whole life, she was going to become the girl she always wanted to be, she was going to become the real A.J.
Angelic tossed over in her bed. She looked over at the clock on the nightstand, and saw to her horror that it was 10:30. She had never slept so late in her life. Then she remembered the reason why, she had not slept very well the night before, due to the moans coming from the adjoining room. Angelic was no fool, innocent as she was, and she had no apparition as to what had gone on in that room the night previous. She had seen the appraising look that the vampire had given her sister, and there was no mistaking the way her sister had been enamoured by the bleached wonder, as Angelic thought of Spike, she only hoped her sister would not end up hurt by these actions.
Spike dosed peacefully. It was daytime, the time that vampires slept. He had not slept during the night time. He had had his feel of sex with the girl, and stayed with her awhile until she had feel into a doze, then he had gone into the den to watch the telly. Then at daybreak, he had crept slowly into bed where A.J. slumbered.
A.J. turned to the figure next to her and took it in. she looked upon the body that she had caressed just a few hours previously, at the lips she had kissed, she glanced upon the back that she had dug her nails into, and she remembered all that had transpired between them.
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"You all right there luv?" Spike asked the trembling girl underneath him. A.J. merely nodded her head in reply as she felt him slowly begin to move within her, slowly at first, and then with just the smallest amount of force. She knew that she was not experienced in such matters, but still the thought of not being good enough flicked through her mind. She quickly pushed it out. He was a vampire; of course, he had been with others far more knowledgeable in sexual matters than herself, and of course he had been with better, but at the moment he was with her, and that was all that mattered.