Date: Mon, 18 Jan 2010 16:19:41 -0800 (PST)
From: Amanda <mandagl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dark Lover 3 - Lesbian adult youth.

	First off... This is dedicated to all you goth girls out
there. Pale skin, black clothes, heavy eye makeup, god you all drive me
crazy. I love every one of you.
	Second this story contains graphic depictions of sexual behavior
between an adult and a teenaged girl. If that is illegal where you are, if
you are not 18 or if this offends you please read no further. If you are
under 18 and still want to read on I'm really sorry but legally you can't,
however in just a few years you will be able to vote, remember this when
you are asked to elect people that would tell young people they have no
rights.


Dark Lover 3.


	Venice Beach. Jasmine walked along the side walk alone. Michelle
was at home, where Jasmine had left her as she tore in to a pint of ice
cream. She had not been herself over the past few days. It was something
that was beginning to concern the vampire since she could not sense any
illness around the girl.
	Jasmine crossed the street toward an apartment complex. She needed
to feed. She had been primarily feeding small amounts from the
girl. Coupled with the sex it sustained her but she still needed more once
in a while. Quietly, in the early morning cool, Jasmine wound through
streets and alleys until she found an older townhouse. Inside a single man
was sleeping, a perfect target. She would not kill him, but he was healthy
and would supply her with much needed sustenance.
	She was uncomfortable though and had been since arriving in
california. There was something following her but she did not know what it
was. She could sense shadows within darkness but not what those shadows
represented. It was all enough to give her a constant feeling of
uneasiness.
	Jasmine used her will to unlock his sliding glass door and snuck in
to the dark apartment. She made her way toward the bed room, reaching out
with her thoughts. She brushed against the man's will and wrapped her
thoughts around his, holding him in slumber.
	The vampire quietly fed, careful to maintain her hold on him until
she had left the apartment. He would feel weak, as if he were coming down
with a cold for the next few days but it would be nothing more serious than
that.
	Jasmine turned a corner in to an ally and suddenly found herself
being held from behind. She hardly had time to react before she saw the
lethal black glow that all vampire's saw surrounding anything made of
silver. Just within her view she could see a hand holding a silver knife.
	In a panic Jasmine lashed out toward the hand holding the silver
blade and broke the wrist with her strength. Some one cried out behind her
and she was released. Immediately the vampire spun to see a human, just a
human, standing, cradling his wrist. He held it for several moments as he
took on a glow she knew as the same glow most vampire's showed when they
were healing.
	A moment later the human pulled a blade from beneath a long trench
coat and advanced toward the vampire slashing and lunging. Jasmine
struggled to stay away from the silver plated blade as the human tried to
kill her.
	He was human, he smelled human and had the aura of a human but he
was also something more. He was almost as fast as a vampire, and strong
enough to have held her.
	The attacker was well trained in martial arts and in only seconds
he had Jasmine on her back, staring up at what she was sure to be the last
face she would ever see. The man raised the blade in the air, and plunged
it down toward her chest.
	He moved with the speed of a vampire, a young vampire. It was not
enough, even with his lightening speed the blade only nicked Jasmine's
chest as something tackled him from the side. The vampire took her feet to
see the man and another, a dark form in a dirty suit, rolling across the
ground struggling. "Run!" The voice was not spoken but instead forced in to
her thoughts. She turned to obey but could not.
	The vampire watched for a moment as the dark form gained the
advantage and snapped the human's neck. The man in the dark suit remained
straddled over the body for a moment breathing in heavy, strained breaths.
"I told you to run." He said with a sharp exhale as he rose to his
feet. The man turned to reveal that he was Jasmine's nemesis, her
creator. "You look surprised."
	"It was you?" She asked, thinking he is what she had sensed all
along.
	"No, them." He gestured toward the body. The vampire removed his
hat and Jasmine realized it was a gesture of outdated chivalry. "I warned
you to watch the shadows didn't I?"
	"You saved my life." She said absently, holding her hand to her
scarred chest. "He cut me, I want his blood." She said sounding angry.
	The man laughed gruffly, struggling not to break out
coughing. "Poison." He said. "Why do you think it has taken more than
fifteen years for my wounds to begin to heal." The vampire approached her
slowly, on guard as he did not know if Jasmine might make good on her
threat to try and kill him.
	"But he's human." She said. Jasmine turned her gaze on the
vampire. She was still inclined to want to kill him but not tonight,
tonight she knew she owed him her life.
	"Only just." He answered. "They claim the Catholic faith but they
use magics more ancient than the hebrews to do what they have done to
themselves." He took Jasmine's arm and led her from the alley. "They are as
cursed as we are. Banished from daylight. They feed on the blood of
vampires to maintain the strength and speed they have. But they live and
die like mortals." He looked at her. "Fifteen years ago my wife died at the
hands of one of these... Zealots. I found him drinking her hearts blood. He
was strong, stronger than I credited him and he did this to me." The
vampire gestured to his eye. "I thought I would claim his blood, and with
it my wife's. It was my right... He was like drinking fire. Pure hatred
condensed in to a liquid and forced down my throat. His blood nearly killed
me and now, now a wound takes decades to heal." He stopped as they turned
on to a main street. "Perhaps one day I will return to my former self,
until then I bare this
 burden." The vampire put his hat back on his head.
	Jasmine realized he was about to leave her. "What's your name?" She
managed to ask, getting his attention.
	"Jacob." The vampire tried to smile. "The body will burn, I'll
dispose of the weapons." With that he flashed away in to the night.
	Jasmine watched in the direction he had flown but she could not see
him any more. It was time to get home, Michelle needed her and tonight, she
needed the comfort of the child.
	Sunrise found Jasmine laying in bed with Michelle, holding her
around her waste. She nuzzled against the girl who was shivering
slightly. Jasmine was growing more worried about her. She had begun to look
tired and older.
	The vampire fell in to death sleep and when she awoke she opened
her eyes to find Michelle staring back at her. "Hello." She said quietly.
	Michelle leaned forward and kissed Jasmine deeply. "I want to taste
you again." She said quietly as they broke the kiss. Jasmine nodded her
head and smiled. She held her wrist to her mouth and bit in to it. When she
tasted her own blood welling up she pressed her wrist to the girl's lips
and immediately the child began to suckle. She drank hungrily, so much so
that it began to frighten Jasmine.
	After what seemed to the vampire to be too long she pulled her
wrist away and the girl gave a protesting sigh. Jasmine stroked her cheek
with the back of her fingers and rose up to straddle the girl. She moved
over Michelle and lowered her sex to the girl's mouth.
	The child lapped and suckled with a vengeance. It was as though she
was gaining sustenance from the experience. She was rough but not
unpleasantly so. Jasmine was enjoying the girl's vigor.
	Bit by bit the orgasm built in Jasmine's loins. She reached out and
braced herself against the wall as ecstasy washed over her and she was
consumed in climax. Jasmine moaned and sighed as the orgasm ebbed until
finally she laid down, covering Michelle with her body. The girl had felt
what she had. The whole reason for giving her the blood. But it was not
enough for Jasmine. They had a strong link. She did not need to take the
risk of feeding from the girl to enjoy pleasing her. The vampire kissed and
licked down the girl's body. She teased the child's nipples to erectness
and moved down her belly until finally she reached the girl's sex.
	Jasmine sucked the girl's clit in to her mouth and slid her fingers
deep in to the child's sex. She was deliberate with her manipulation of the
child's body. Michelle, already primed by what she had experience, reached
climax in seconds, screaming out as she did.
	Jasmine withdrew and sat on her knees, looking down at Michelle's
naked body. The girl seemed less worn than she had. The circles under her
eyes had vanished and she looked her age again. 'Maybe that's all you
needed.' she thought to herself.
	The vampire felt slightly guilty. She was going to leave the girl
alone again and go out to find Jacob. He knew a lot more than he was
telling and she needed the information. She did not want to worry the child
though and would leave Michelle at the apartment.
	Jasmine got out of bed after leaving the girl with a deep kiss that
mixed her own sex with that of the vampire as well as the lingering taste
of her blood. It was almost enough to awake the burgeoning hunger the child
had begun to feel once more.
	The vampire waited for Michelle to join her in the living room
before telling her that she had to go out to hunt. Michelle tried to
protest but the vampire would not argue, opting instead simply to leave.
	Alone in the apartment Michelle was suddenly aware of how
overwhelmingly hungry she was. She had been eating constantly for weeks now
and could not seem to stop. It was beginning to show in her weight. While
she was in no way fat she was indeed showing the results of her seemingly
bottomless appetite.
	The girl went to the kitchen where she found a stake thawing in the
refrigerator. She had taken it out of the freezer the morning before, just
as Jasmine arrived home. Michelle was suddenly aware that she could smell
the stake clearly. It smelled raw, inviting. The deep red caused her mouth
to water. She was sure she had never smelled anything quite like it. There
was something more in the scent, something metallic.
	Before she knew what she was doing the girl tore the meat from it's
package and began to devour it. She finished the entire thing before
realizing it. As soon as she was fully aware that she had eaten the state
raw she began to wretch, she wanted to purge it from her body but she could
not. Tears in her eyes, confused and still wracked with hunger the girl
slid down the refrigerator door, crumpling on the floor sobbing.
	Jasmine wandered in to the night. She was reaching out wildly,
trying to find Jacob, trying to alert him that she was there. When she
found a dark, quiet alley she stopped and closed her eyes, reaching out
even more desperately.
	Jacob seemed to melt out of the shadows. Jasmine recognized the
power it would take to hide so flawlessly from another vampire. Secondly
she was beginning to suspect that he was specifically following her. "You
found me." She said.
	"As will any one here if you are not careful. Don't reach out that
way again." Jacob removed his hat and walked slowly around the girl. As he
did he opened his mouth slightly to better scent her.
	"She's older than you prefer." He said, not accusingly but still
Jasmine felt defensive. "The zealots, Crusaders they call themselves, can
sense us just like we can sense one another." He stopped in front of
her. Jacob reached out and took the vampire's arm, leading her back to the
street, in the direction of the beach. "They can hide in shadows like we
can. Fortunately they can no more see through our camouflage than we can
theirs. But humans can see them even when they are hiding in shadow and
that is how we find them. If you sense their ripple in the ambient energies
of the area simply watch through the mortal's eyes around you. Soon you'll
be able to see some one through them that you yourself cannot see."
	"I don't understand. Why do they care about us?" Jasmine asked.
	"Religion. But they are aided by an ancient god. Anubis."
	"Who?"
	"Eh, black woman, you should know your own people. Anubis, the
egyptian god of the underworld. Only vampires defy him and he has always
been jealous over this. By supplying the Crusaders with access to certain
ancient spells, he can wipe us out and then nothing will live for ever
except the gods."
	"Some old god is pissed? That's your story?" Jasmine asked. She
hardly believed what Jacob was telling her and was growing suspicious of
his motives.
	"Something like that." Jacob directed her toward the beach. "All
that matters to you is that they are real and they can find us. You aren't
safe no matter where you go. You must keep moving."
	"Like you?"
	"Yes." They crossed the road and walked along until they were
trudging through the sand. Jacob finally stopped and turned the vampire
toward him. "She's suffering." She said, referring to Michelle but Jasmine
was not immediately aware of it.
	"Who?" Jasmine asked but then realized who he must mean. She
smelled of the girl. Any vampire could easily discern that she and the
child were sexually involved, and that Jasmine fed from her.
	"I've seen her. What will happen to her if..."
	"If I die?" Jasmine asked. Jacob nodded his head. "I won't." She
finally said defiantly.
	"Ease her suffering little girl." He said to her after a long
pause. "You've already gone too far. If she looses you she'll be little
more than bait to any vampire she comes across. Our world is cruel to the
over indulged bleeder... Turn her."
	"I can't." Jasmine's voice was small and filled with guilt.
	"Then take her from the world peacefully." The ultimatum was worse
than Jasmine had thought. She had never had a human lover before whom she
had actually linked with as she had with Michelle. All along she had been
afraid she was going too far and now Jacob made it clear that she had.
	"Kill her?" Jasmine sounded desperate when she said it. "I can't."
	"You have to make a choice. You've gone to far with her Jasmine and
now her every waking moment heaps more suffering on her."
	Michelle stood in front of the mirror looking at her
reflection. She was paler than she could ever remember being, even at her
worst point of crack addiction. Her mouth felt strange, fuller than
normal. The girl pulled her lips up to see that her canines seemed
unusually long. It caused fear to seize her. she was afraid she was
becoming a vampire but at the same moment the fear took her so did
curiosity. A part of her wanted to know what Jasmine knew, see what she saw
and experience the world through the enhanced senses of the vampire.
	The girl suddenly became aware of her eyes. They had been dark
brown all of her life until now.  Staring back at her, the girl's
reflection had the most frighteningly erie ice blue eyes she had ever
seen. "What?" She gasped. Michelle stumbled back from the mirror and half
walked, half fell in to the living room. She curled up on the couch on her
side and began to sob.
	"What's happening to me." She sobbed as she lay on the couch alone
in the darkness.
	Michelle fell asleep long before Jasmine returned to the
apartment. She knew what she wanted to know about the Crusaders. At least
enough to help keep her and the girl safe. The vampire found the girl
laying on the couch asleep. Gently she woke the child and led her to the
bedroom.
	Jasmine was suddenly startled when she looked in to Michelle's
unearthly blue eyes. Michelle realized it but tried to ignore it. Guilt
washed over the vampire again. Jacob's warnings replayed in her mind. The
world was cruel, and that of the vampire even more so. Michelle was a
sexually receptive bleeder. If they were to part ways, she may be fortunate
enough to meet a vampire that would simply and quickly relieve her
suffering. It was more likely however that she would be used and passed
around like a toy.
	Jasmine became aware of something else. A scent in the air that she
immediately recognized. The vampire was fighting her instincts. She did not
want to give in to the burning desire within her but it was simply to
difficult to resist.
	Michelle had begun her period. It made her aroma even more
powerful, alluring. Precious droplets of rich blood slowly slipped away
from her. The blood of new life, the blood of creation. More than a kill
what Michelle had to offer now held enough power that even Jasmine, after
having recently fed, found she could hardly resist.
	Michelle recognized the look in her mistress' eyes. She knew the
look of hunger that seemed to go with every sexual experience they had. A
smile played at her lips and she forgot all about her fears. She forgot
about the painful hunger that otherwise she seemed to feel nonstop. She
forgot about her eyes and her teeth. All that mattered now was Jasmine.
	The vampire coaxed the girl on to the bed and pressed her lips on
to the child's, gently guiding her to lay down. Trying not to rush the
girl. Jasmine undressed her, then herself. She began kissing and lavishing
in the child's small breasts. She teased Michelle's neck with her teeth
before she finally made her way toward the girl's sex.
	"Wait." Michelle sat up and tugged at Jasmine. "I'm starting my
time." She sounded embarrassed. She felt ashamed that she had let the
vampire go so far.
	"I know." She responded. "You have no idea how powerful your blood
is." She reassured. Michelle wrinkled her nose slightly, but allowed
Jasmine to proceed.
	She felt as if she was using Michelle. She hardly felt as if she
were paying attention to the girl's needs but the blood was calling to
her. The vampire covered the girl's sex. She teased Michelle's clit with
her lips but reached deep with her tongue lapping at Michelle's sex.
	New life rushed throughout Jasmine. Her eyes shifted to the
inhumanly yellow of the vampire. Her teeth slid in to place and she worked
at the girl feverishly. Michelle moaned and writhed on the bed. She
tightened her legs around Jasmine's head then relaxed them time and
again. Jasmine was growing giddy with the sense of new blood rushing
through her.
	Such a small amount. Droplets really, and little more. It was not
the quantity that mattered so much as the potency. Menstrual blood carried
in it the promise of life. It was the blood of creation. So rich with life
that it was even more powerful than a full kill. Jasmine began to reach a
different kind of climax as she worked the child's sex.
	Michelle cried out and drove her sex toward the vampire. Jasmine
could hardly contain herself. Every instinct wanted her to drink from the
child but she managed not to give in. Ecstasy over powered both of them.
	Michelle fainted. Panting, fighting to hold on to her will, Jasmine
held herself on all fours over the girl's body. She watched until the girl
began to come around. Slowly Jasmine composed herself and crawled up toward
the head of the bed. Michelle was awake again, staring blankly up at
her. She was still to awash in her own climax to say anything.
	Jasmine kissed the child deeply. Michelle began to sweat. She could
taste the blood and sex in the kiss and was suddenly over whelmed. She
pushed Jasmine back slightly and then dove toward her neck. She raked her
teeth against the vampire's flesh, growling and hissing as she did.
	"Mishy!" Jasmine shouted but the girl was lost to the hunger for
the blood she had tasted. She clawed and snapped her teeth together trying
to get to Jasmine's flesh.
	The vampire reached in to the girls thoughts. She gently wrapped
her will around the child's will and tried to sooth her. Slowly Michelle's
frantic thrashing and biting slowed, grew weaker.
	"Shh." Jasmine stroked the child's cheek with the back of her
hand. "Sleep." She tightened her mental grip on the child and finally the
fighting ceased. Michelle's eyes fluttered and closed. She we finally
asleep.
	Jacob was right. She had gone to far and now her beloved Michelle
was in agony. She looked at the girl in earnest, seeing she had gained
weight from trying to satiate a nearly relentless hunger. Her flesh was
pale, nearly ashen. Until she had tasted Jasmine's blood just recently she
had looked many years older than she was and had dark circles under her
eyes.
	The child was suffering, just as Jacob had told her. Crimson tears
welled in Jasmine's eyes and rolled over her cheeks. She left the girl on
the bed and went to sit in the darkness of the living room, where she would
quietly await sunrise.
	The following sunset found Jasmine alone in bed. She sat up and
sniffed the air. Michelle was close. The vampire got out of bed and walked
in to the living room where she found the child laying on the couch
sobbing.
	Suddenly aware of Jasmine Michelle sat up and tried to dry her
eyes. "What's happening to me?" She asked. Fresh tears slid down her
cheeks.
	"It's my fault." Jasmine walked around the edge of the couch and
sat facing the girl. She stroked the girl's cheek with her fingers and
tried to offer comfort. "I went to far." She finally said.
	"Will I ever be normal again." Shed begged. She wanted to be told
she would but Jasmine's sad eyes crushed her only hope.
	"I can end your suffering." The vampire finally said. Michelle's
expression never changed even though she fully understood what the vampire
meant.
	'You have to make a choice.' Jacob's words echoed in Jasmine's
head. He was right. Michelle was suffering a terrible purgatory. She was no
longer fully human nor was she a vampire. She was at an place of constant
suffering. No way to relieve it, no way to escape it.
	Michelle laid back on the couch, pulling her skirt up and exposing
her thigh for the vampire.
	Understanding, Jasmine leaned down and pressed her teeth in to the
child's pale flesh. She drank deep, bringing the only peace, the only mercy
she could. The girl was growing weaker, slipping away from the world and
Jasmine, agonizingly, could feel every moment of it.
	As the final moments of life slipped away, as Michelle's fate was
so nearly sealed Jasmine's heart was broken by the child's weak voice in
her ears. "I don't want to die."
	Jasmine withdrew her teeth from the child, tears streaming down her
face. Crimson droplets fell from her chin and she tried to dry them on her
arm but fresh ones flooded in their place.
	The vampire sighed softly. "You had to give her peace." She tried
to console herself.