Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2005 18:10:06 EST
From: Joeyalphabet62@aol.com
Subject: Friends Are Forever

Something wasn't right. Tammy could tell just looking at Liz. She seemed
to be - well, out of it, like she was stoned or something. "I'm fine,
really, Tammy. I'm so happy," Liz softly protested, but she would never
convince Tammy that she was her normal self.

She had gone to see their friend, Morgan, who was on the soccer team with
them. All juniors, the trio became good friends after they joined the
team their freshman year. In fact, their teammates nicknamed them the
'Three Musketeers', because they were almost always together.

But something changed when Morgan became friends with that foreign
exchange student Katerina. Suddenly, she never went out with them any
more, skipping classes, not even returning their phone calls. She was
never around during the day. The only time Tammy and Liz saw her, on
those rare occasions when they did, was at night. She had even quit
school, costing her the  scholarship. And she was so pale, like a ghost.
What was up with that?

Tammy and Liz got a real shock the last time they saw her, at the Alphas'
party last Friday. The Alphas' were the biggest sorority on campus, and
there were a lot of people there. Liz and Tammy were there with their
boyfriends Paul and Robbie, and had gone to the bathroom only to find
Morgan and another of their teammates, Brittany Parker, half-naked and
practically mauling each other with lust. The two women stood in shock as
Morgan turned to them and casually said, "Do you mind? This is a private
party." She clicked the lock and pushed the door closed, and Liz and
Tammy could hear the two of them moaning inside. They left in stunned
silence. Morgan was the last person either of them would have expected to
see in a scene like that. The most reserved of them all, she even shied
away from kissing her boyfriends in public. And she was straight; they
all were.

But they were really freaked out the next day, when Brittany's half-naked
body was found down by the lake. She died from exposure, the rumor mill
said, compounded by the fact that she had lost a lot of blood. But there
were no injuries the cops could find anywhere on her body, the rumors
stated, except for two small wounds on her inner left thigh.

Tammy decided they had to tell the police about seeing Morgan and
Brittany together, but Liz wanted them to talk to Morgan first. They
argued, and Liz had finally gone to see Morgan by herself. Now, back with
Tammy, she was acting different too, like she didn't really care about
anything, sitting on the couch polishing her nails.

"Liz," Tammy said, "What the hell is going on with you? What did Morgan
say? Aren't you gonna tell me?"

Liz looked up at her and smiled. "Everything is fine, perfectly fine.
Don't worry about Morgan or me. We're both wonderful. She was so nice to
me, Tammy. It was all so lovely, everything. I enjoyed her so much." She
purred with contentment, stretching out on the couch, with a dreamy look
on her smiling face.

"Enjoyed her? What do you mean, enjoyed her?"

"She let me taste her, Tammy. She was so sweet. Oh, Tammy, she was
delicious. She told me I was delicious, too. It was so wonderful."

"What? What did you do, have sex with her or something?"

"Yes, of course we did," Liz replied as though she couldn't comprehend
why Tammy didn't understand that immediately.

"Liz! What about Paul?"

"What about him? Men aren't good lovers. Only a woman can make love to
another woman properly," Liz purred. "Morgan needed me, and I was so
happy to give myself to her." She looked off in the distance, sighed
happily and repeated softly, "So happy." She sat looking dreamily out the
window and sighed again, leaning back and closing her eyes, a big smile
on her face.

Tammy went to see Morgan herself. She banged on the door and Morgan
answered.

"Oh, hello Tammy. What brings you around here?"

"You damn well know what it is," Tammy responded as she stomped into the
room. "What did you do to Liz? You better tell me now, cause I'm about
one second away from going to the police and telling them about you and
Brittany together in the bathroom on Friday night."

Morgan turned away from Tammy and replied sadly, "I was so sorry to hear
about Brittany. She shouldn't have died. She should have lived forever.
But as far as Liz goes, she's fine. Didn't she tell you that herself?"

"Yes she did. But she sure doesn't look fine to me. Now tell me what you
did to her!"

Morgan turned back and looked at Tammy and smiled again. Her eyes
were...different, somehow. Tammy tried, but she couldn't look away. She
found herself swimming in the cornflower blue of Morgan's irises,
becoming distracted, the fog clouding her brain. Why-why had she come
here, anyway? It...it must have been to see her friend Morgan. Morgan was
her friend, her best friend. She wanted to...to make Morgan happy. No,
no, this was wrong, something...was wrong...no, stop it, she thought, I -
I  can't. I...don't...please, no. Don't resist, her voice from somewhere
said seductively, You don't want to resist. Tammy tried to look away from
those eyes, but she couldn't. They held the promise of eternity. Give
yourself to her, Morgan's voice continued, You'll live forever, Tammy,
and all you have to do is give yourself to me. You belong to me. You want
to belong to me, Your only wish is to make me happy. Those eyes...those
eyes, burrowing into her soul, altering her to suit Morgan's pleasure,
Morgan's will, taking away hers...she couldn't resist, didn't want to.
Her resistance shattered like crystal. Tammy gave in to the rapture,
releasing the feelings of unbridled joy and lust. Her will, her thoughts,
her desires no longer mattered. Morgan was everything. She must...must
make Morgan happy.

No...no! Robbie-he was her boyfriend. She wasn't into girls. Some distant
part of her mind tried to scream, but she pushed it aside. There was
nothing, nothing else but Morgan. No, she didn't need Robbie-she didn't
need any man. She was meant to love only Morgan. It was her destiny to
love Morgan. She felt herself being picked up and carried, as though on a
cloud. She looked up to see Morgan's beautiful face, and her friend
smiled down at her. Tammy's heart jumped with joy.

"Oh, Morgan," she moaned with begging in her voice, and reached up to
her, "I'm yours, my mistress, my love. Completely. Please take me. Let me
give you pleasure. I want to pleasure you always."

Morgan smiled and leaned down, saying, "You will, my love, you will." Her
lips touched Tammy's and Tammy shivered. Through the haze of pleasure,
Tammy felt her clothes being removed. It didn't matter. It would bring
her closer to Morgan. Morgan was her love, her life, she only desired to
please Morgan as fully as possible. Morgan kissed her again and again,
first her cheeks, then her mouth, then moving down to her neck and her
shapely breasts, making Tammy repeatedly coo with pleasure as she worked
her way down Tammy's writhing body. The thrilling sensations grew more
and more intense. Morgan was kissing her thigh, and she suddenly felt a
stabbing pain. Then, as quickly as it had come, the pain was replaced
with such intense pleasure it left Tammy groaning and squirming in bliss.
Oh God this feels so good, Tammy thought, please don't ever stop.

Now Morgan's wrist was against her lips, and she heard Morgan's voice,
soft, insistent. "Drink, my love." Tammy tasted, and realized it was
blood, the salty taste lingering in her mouth. She happily drank,
savoring the flavor as Morgan moaned in pleasure, giving the gift of her
blood to Tammy.

Now their positions were reversed and she was hungrily gazing down at
Morgan's luscious body.

"Pleasure me, Tammy, my love," Morgan said seductively.

"Yes, mistress," Tammy obediently purred and began kissing her newfound
lover, working her way down her mistress' body, wishing to delight her as
much as she could. Her skin was so soft, so cool, Tammy thought. It felt
so good.

Her thoughts faded away to nothingness.....

Tammy woke up back in bed in her dorm room, naked and wrapped up in a
blanket. She quickly sat up, disoriented. 'What happened?' she thought.
She looked over at the window. The sun shone through the blinds, causing
her to wince a little in pain. She sighed. She wouldn't be able to see
Morgan, at least not until after sunset.

Liz came in, closed the blinds and sat down on her bed, smiling. "Did she
initiate you?"

"Huh? What does that mean?" Tammy asked in confusion.

Liz pulled up her skirt to reveal her upper thigh, showing two small
wounds that looked like bite marks. "I'm not sure. I don't remember,"
Tammy replied, starting to tear up.

Liz put her arms around Tammy and soothed her, sensuously stroking her
cheek. "Shhh. It's all right. I'm sure she did, honey."

The two young women gazed lustfully into each other's eyes. Liz slowly
leaned in and gently kissed Tammy. Tammy whimpered and happily returned
her friend's kiss. They finally broke it after several passionate
minutes, and Liz pulled back the blanket from Tammy's leg. The two wounds
were on her inner thigh as well. Tammy looked up at Liz and grinned. Liz
smiled back and stood, pulled off her t-shirt and slid her pants off her
legs. She got under the blanket with Tammy. Well, if they couldn't see
Morgan until dark, they could at least keep each other company. Liz
pulled the blanket over their heads, and moans of pleasure from the new
lovers began emanating from underneath.

Night fell and they were both back at Morgan's, eagerly answering their
mistress' summons. They held each other's hands and smiled as Morgan
opened the door, wearing only a black robe. Morgan smiled and kissed and
hugged them in greeting after they all went inside. Katerina waited on
the couch, dressed in an identical black robe, grinning with
anticipation. "Welcome, initiates," she said with her accent and a smile,
"Tonight your change will be completed, and you will become our newest
converts."

Katerina arose from the couch with fluid grace and walked over to Tammy,
her robe falling open and revealing her beautiful body to Tammy's
delight. The new lesbian licked her lips in eagerness as she gazed with
hunger at the curves of Katerina's lovely breasts.

Katerina kissed her passionately and the two women's tongues intertwined.
"I am your mistress," she said with a commanding tone, "You will obey and
provide me with all the pleasure of one woman loving another."

"Yes, my mistress," Tammy obediently answered, looking down.

Katerina gently cupped her chin and raised her face to her, smiling and
saying, "You are a beautiful woman, Tammy. A man could never love you as
you should be properly loved. I will show you. Would you like that?"

"Oh yes, mistress," Tammy quickly breathed in excitement. "More than
anything."

"And I'll be your mistress, Liz," Morgan said to her with a big smile.

"I'm looking forward to being your obedient lover, my mistress," Liz
gushed in response with a grin.

Katerina led Tammy into the bedroom and closed the door. "Let us get
these clothes off, as a start," she said. Tammy quickly began to strip
off her clothes, but Katerina stopped her, saying gently but with
authority, "No my lovely one. Slowly. There is no need to hurry. We have
the whole night before us." Tammy immediately began taking off her
clothes seductively and with extreme care, trying to be as sexy as
possible for her mistress. Katerina smiled, revealing her fangs to Tammy,
making her weak in her knees. Tammy couldn't wait for Katerina to bite
her and take her precious blood, making her a vampire like them. But that
was for later. Right now she was concentrating on pleasing her mistress.
She finished her striptease and knelt in front of Katerina, kissing her
thighs as the vampire softly stroked her hair. Katerina, her head back in
anticipation, spread her legs apart as Tammy licked her lips in
anticipation of tasting her juices.

In the living room, Liz had removed Morgan's robe and had been kissing
her on the mouth, then her neck, and had moved on to her shoulders, then
her breasts. She kissed and nipped at them, making her mistress writhe in
delight. Morgan looked down and displayed her fangs to Liz, giving her
initiate a shiver of delight as well. Liz knew that soon Morgan would be
feeding from her, making her one of the eternal ones. But she needed to
focus on pleasing Morgan for now. "Mmmm, mistress, does this please you?"
Liz asked.

"Oh yes, lover, it does. Don't stop," Morgan said with contentment as Liz
kissed her way down her mistress' body.

The two couples continued their lovemaking for hours, driving each other
to the heights of ecstasy, and finally the two vampires were ready to
take their initiates. Morgan at last bit Liz in the thigh, and Liz knew
her waiting was over as she cried in utter bliss, delighted that she
could satisfy her mistress' appetite. Tammy finally felt Katerina's fangs
on her neck and moaned as the vampire hungrily grazed her flesh, then bit
her. Tammy was totally enraptured as Katerina drank her blood, quenching
her thirst. Both women fainted as their vampire mistresses drained their
blood.

Liz and Tammy woke up, looking around and sitting up at almost the same
time. They were on the bed in the bedroom, both naked, and they glanced
around then at each other. "Are we - vampires?" Liz asked.

"I don't know," Tammy answered.

Morgan and Katerina came into the room, wearing only their robes and
smiling at them, showing their fangs. Morgan said, "Of course you're
vampires now, ladies."

The two looked up at their mistresses and smiled, revealing their own
newborn fangs. "Come, my luscious Tammy," Katerina said, "The night is
young, and I am still wanting your wonderful touch on my body." Tammy
smoothly arose, still smiling, and compliantly took her mistress' hand as
Katerina led her from the room.

Morgan sat down on the bed next to Liz, smiling and saying, "And I'm not
done with you, Liz. Aren't you glad you came over last night, lover?"

"More than anything, mistress," Liz smiled back. She leaned in and kissed
her beautiful mistress, as they both moaned and whimpered with happiness.

As the sky grew light two couples lay in two beds, caressing each other's
naked bodies in darkened, curtained rooms. The four vampires drifted off
to sleep, each with a contented fanged smile on her pale, bloodless face.


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