To quench his thirst ( Male needed)

Tessa was lost in her own world as she let her hands roam over her body. As she could think of was how it might feel if it was Edward who was touching her, caressing her. She could hear Blair's words in her mind telling her, describing to her the feel of him.

She closed her eyes and let her imagination run wild. She could almost see him in her mind, she could almost hear his voice telling her how much she meant to him.

As she felt herself reaching the point of climax, she cried out his name as the pleasure took over.

"Yes, oh god, yes! Oh, Edward!!!" she cried out, not caring who heard her.

"TESSA? YOU OKAY? WHAT'S GOING ON?"

She jumped as she heard her father's voice coming from the room next door.

Quickly, she climbed back into her room and jumped into bed as he opened her door.

"Sorry, Dad. It was just a dream that woke me." she said as she buried herself deep into the covers.

He stood there for a moment, as if he wanted to say something to her. She turned her back to him, not ready to have another conversation with him about the long lost relative. She knew she had to find out more about her and that her father wasn't going to help. For some reason, Ella was to remain a deep, dark, untalked about family secret.

She heard him leave her room, silently closing the door behind him. She reached beneath the covers and quickly put her clothes back on and got out of bed. Grabbing the diary, she sat by her window rereading every word her grandmother had written about Ella, trying to figure out why this unknown woman seemed so important to her.

After a very restless night, Tessa readied herself for school. The thought of going depressed her. She couldn't understand what was happening with Edward and why he seemed to hate even the site of her now. At least she seemed to still have Blair as a friend. Blair seemed to be willing to help her figure out what was going on and well, so did Samara. Cassandra was still a mystery to her. At times she seemed to be a friend and at others, it seemed she down right hated Tessa.

Tessa chose a mock turtleneck, sleeveless shirt in black and a pair of the skinny leg jeans that Blair insisted she buy. For shoes, she choose to wear a pair of simple flat boots. Reaching into the nightstand, she grabbed her pendant, slipped it on her neck and under her shirt. She just couldn't seem to be with out it.

She pulled her truck into her usual spot and began walking to class, not even glancing towards Edward and his friends. She almost made it to the door of the building when she felt Blair's arm link into hers.

Tessa stopped, and turned to look at Blair. Tessa imaginged that Blair could probably read all the emotions and questions in her eyes.

"So, where is it we are going tonight? What do I need to bring? And we will most definitely take my car. Your's may not make it. And is there power at the house or is it a true camping experience?" Blair bombared her with questions before Tessa could even ask one.

Tessa laughed as she tried to keep up with all the questions Blair was asking as they headed to class. It felt good to laugh, even if she felt as if a part of her was missing, not seeing or talking to Edward.

Blair

Blair was so confused by Edward's actions. She knew that Edward wanted Tessa in a way in had never wanted the others. Edward seemed to think that there was something special about Tessa, but hi actions lately were just plain confusing.

Blair watched as Samara took off after Edward, hoping that maybe Samara might be able to get some answers from Edward. She turned to go after Tessa, but it was to late. The girl had already reached her truck and was taking off.

As Blair made her way to Tristian and the others, her heart was heavy. She had hoped that today would be different and just couldn't figure out what the problem was. As she threw her arms around Tristian's neck, she couldn't help but see the smug look on Cassandra's face as she placed her hand in Damian's and walked off to class.

On the way into the building, the skies opened. Rain poured down on them as they ran to the building. Blair couldn't help but smile. She had seen this happen once before and Edward had been extremely pissed off then too.

Blair doubted he even realized that his emotions, especially the stronger ones seemed to affect the weather patterns. When he was this upset and this angry, the thunder rolled and the clouds exploded in rain.

Blair was right, she knew she was. Tessa was something special, and Blair made the decision right then and there that she would do what ever she could to help Tessa become one of them.

After school, Blair had tried and tried to reach Samara to see how things were, but she kept getting her voice mail. Finally, early that evening, she reached her. Samara seemed just as concerned about Edward as she was.

The two talked quit a bit about Tessa, Edward and the whole situation. Samara, just as Blair had, reached the conclusion that Tessa must be special, because Edward would never have let one female bother him this long, or kept trying to be with them. Tessa was special and Samara had pledged to Blair she would help also.

Blair hung up the phone with Samara and called Tessa. The two talked for a minute before Tessa asked Blair to go with her to this relatives house out of town. Blair agreed and told her they would talk about it at school.

The next morning, Blair noticed Tessa had dressed, well, down a little. She still looked cute, but everything was covered up. She glanced at Edward and noticed almost a look of relief on his face. The anger and pain weren't there today as it had been the last two days.

Kissing Tristian on the cheek, she turned and ran to catch up with Tessa, bombarding her with questions as the walked in the building. It was good to hear Tessa laugh. Blair knew Tessa wanted to ask her about Edward, but was doing everything she could not to.

It was then that Blair noticed Edward was standing at the end of the hall, watching the two of them. She knew Tessa couldn't see him because her back was to him. The look of longing on Edward's face spoke of his feelings more than words ever could.

Blair continued to talk to Tessa, wondering if Edward was going to come join them or if he was going to walk away from them. Just when it seemed Edward was going to head their way, Blair noticed Cassandra siddling up to Edward. Even as she wrapped her arms and body around him, his focus seemed to be on Tessa and Tessa only.

Friday (at school)

It was finally Friday, and Edward was relieved that the end of such a painful week was finally drawing near. He couldn't understand the pain! He desprately wanted to spend s much time with Tessa as he could, yet, the mere sight of her this week, filled him with such pain, anger, hurt, and sorrow, that he couldn't bear to be around her. The only comfort, he found was in the solitude of his coven's company.

Today, he found himself, already in the school hallways before Tessa had arrived. He didn't want to create a scene, so did his best to keep his distance, much like he had done underneath her window. Maybe he could only watch her from afar? That thought churned in his stomach for a bit, thinking that he could never be close to Tessa.

Then, once again, there she was, just entering the school, at the far end of the hall. Blair had managed to intercept Tessa and turn her so that her back was to Edward. Edward watched from the end of the crowded hallway, seemingly surprised that he didn't have those feelings today! There was no pain, no anger, no feelings of dismay! He was about to approach the girls when he was practically tackled by Cassandra!

"Hey there handsome," she purred, wrapping his arms about his neck, and kissing him rather playfully on the neck, before taking his earlobe into her mouth and suckling on it. Edward was hardly distracted, only giving Cassandra a cursory acnowledgement, hugging her with one arm to his side. He never once, broke eye contact with the back of Tessa's head, contemplating whether he should advance and get closer to his target. His preoccupation with Tessa wasn't unnoticed by Cassandra who turned to see what the distraction was.

"Oh Edward," she cooed. "Don't put yourself through the pain! There's obviously something about her that's not right for you! Her intentions aren't the same as ours Edward! She's not one of us!"

That little statement from Cassandra, despite her intentions was enough to make Edward cease his advance, and consider her words! Edward wasn't certain he could handle the pain again! Nor did he want to go through such agaony again. Could there be something about her that wasn't right for him? But then the last statement registered, and he shot back a glance towards Cassandra, not knowing what she was referring to.

"What do you mean, her intentions aren't the same? What are her intentions? And, how do you know what her intentions are?"

Cassandra managed to cover her tracks, not fully disclosing her knowledge of the pendant, and its heritage. "She ... umm ... just wants to fit in! Can't you see that? She's a goody two shoes from the other side of town. Hell, she's not even from around here! She's changed, just so she can get close to you Edward! It's as if she's picking you, not like you had picked us! Remember, how you picked me? I didn't change! You only made me better! She's not one of us, Edward!"

There was something in Cassandra's twisted logic that seemed to ring true for Edward! Tessa was different! She was different in many ways! Maybe it was that difference thatblinded Edward? Maybe Cassandra was right? Maybe, he hadn't been chasing her after all? Maybe it was Tessa making moves to fit in, where she didn't truly belong? It didn't add up though, given all that had transpired! But Edward couldn't find any holes in Cassandra's seemingly objective opinion. Blair and Samara, merely went along with Edward, doing anything to seemingly please him. Cassandra, however, was the only one to make him look at the entire scenario objectively.

So, when Cassandra suggested they slip off, away from school and spend some quality time together, Edward was easily swayed. The couple slipped from the hallway, away from Blair and Tessa, and out of the school. They ended up at Cassandra's house, whose parents would be away until late!

As soon as they were through the front door, Cassandra was all over Edward, smothering him with wet kisses, while stripping him naked in the foyer. Without missing a beat, Cassandra slid to her knees and enveloped Edward's cock, pinning him to the door as she buried her nose in his pubes. She sucked at his cock, humming proudly as it swelled within the warm wet confines.

Edward, on the other hand, had his mind elsewhere! He was reminded of the past two days spent with Blair and Samara! He had bitten them, not out of need, or desire, but pure animalistic instinct. Now, here was Cassandra, attacking him, in much the same way he had the other two, and yet he didn't sink his teeth into Cassandra. Nor, did he have any real desire to do so! Instead, he was content, enjoying the attention Cassandra was bestowing upon him.

His mind floated to Tessa from time to time, but Cassandra's practiced techniques would constantly bring him back to the present. His hands locke into her tresses and guided her movements, delaying his orgasmic release, wanting to savor the sensations as long as possible. And soon, Edwards hips began rocking, responding to his own body's needs and desires. His grip in Cassandra's hair tightened and he bucked his hips forward, punching entrance into her throat. What had begun as a loving blowjob by Cassandra, was quickly turning into a skull-fucking as Edward held Cassandra's head, as if it were her hips. He pounded his hips against her face, listening to the gurling , gasping sounds that filled the air. The feel of his enflamed tip stretching her throat raw, only fueled his excitement and need. Long strands of saliva and drool mixed with his precum, fell from the corners of Cassandra's mouth. Her eyes glazed over, allowing herself to be used, while at the same time, being at his mercy for needed air to survive.

After several long, grueling minutes, Edward rammed his hardened rod nto the back of Cassandra's throat and lodged his twitching tumesence in her pipes, sending his searing hot liquid directly into her stomach. He was panting heavily as he released his grip, allowing Cassandra to fall back and catch her breath. Despite being abused like that, Cassandra had an appreciative smile on her face, confident that her manipulations were once again gaining her favor with Edward.

She dragged him up the steps and into her room, where she lay him on the bed, leaving his clothes by the front door. For the remainder of the morning, Cassandra rode Edwards cock, fucking him as he lay there, even though she knew his mind was elsewhere. It wasn't until something snapped in Edward, that he flipped Cassandra off of him! He pressed hr face first into the mattress, with her feet on the floor! He aimed the pussy coated cock for her flowered opening, and plunged into her with determined force! He plowed with such force that the bed knocked against the far wall with each thrust. He slapped her ass several times, barking at her, as if she were some trained animal, to perform at his command! He felt the warmth surround his shaft as her ass turned shades of red. He yanked back on her hair, snapping the rein, as her head reared back. Using his grips as leverage, he continued pounding into her, driving his full length to he hilt! He knocked continually at her cervix, listening to her cry out in pain and pleasure with each grunt!

The two climaxed in a blissful release, shared together as his seed plastered her walls, and her frothy mixture seeped around their juncture! Edward slapped her ass one last time, just fo effect, before pulling out, and collapsing on her bed, once again. Cassandra wearily crawled between his legs and began lapping up the mess they had made, from Edward's cock and balls. Once again, her ego swelled, confident, that she was still Edward's favorite! She was spent, and could have curled up with him and slept the day away, just as it seemed he was about to do. Instead, Cassandra slipped out and showered clean, then went to the kitchen, completely naked, and made a tray of cheese, crackers, grapes, and a few other tidbits.

She returned and laved Edward with attention much like an Egyptian Pharoah deserved. Edward drank it all in, slowly allowing Cassandra to play and revive him yet again! Edward took the time to play with Cassandra, pushing grapes into her pussy, then having her feed him that way. He nibbled the cheese and crackers while also nibbling on her nipples. He gave her the attention she deserved, for she was most definitely pleasing him.

Eventually the play turned more sexual again, and Edward was hard and ready again! This time he fucked the only hole left unattended, bending Cassandra in such a way that gave him the greatest penetration! While this was not new to Cassandra, it was something that Edward rarely did with her! And as he plowed away, Cassandra was reeling from the pain and pleasure of it all.

The two continued to fuck and play, the remainder of the afternoon. And, thanks to her parents having an after-work function to attend, Cassandra and Edward had privacy well into the night. Edward had been rather creative as the nigh progressed, using Cassandra in ways he'd never used her before. He tied her down, tied her up, had her tied in different positions. He found her stash of 'toys' and used them on her, punishing her holes as he fucked the others. Edward repeatedly fucked her with increasing strength, somehow gathering energy from each orgasm, rather than lose it!

Cassandra was lost in the orgasms she could eke out, focusing on the insatiable satisfaction she was getting from winning Edward back! Edward's attention to her grew darker with the night, delighting in binding her and savagely, brutally fucking her to his own content and satisfaction. He was leaving telltale marks of their time together, yet Cassandra never uttered one complaint.

It wasn't until very late in the night, during a brief respite, that Cassandra's cell phone rang incessantly. Edward had to laugh, because, tied as she was, Cassandra couldn't get to the phone. After about the third or fourth call, Edward had, had enough of his playing and abusing Cassandra, and he grabbed Cassandra's phone, seeing Blair's name pop up! He chuckled as he flipped open the phone and held it to Cassandra's ear. While holding the phone to her ear, Edward had his last bit of fun with Cassandra. He rammed one of her vibrating dildos in and out of her pussy, focusing the rabbit tip on her hardened, protruding clit! Edward was besides himself, listening to Cassandra try to maintain a casual conversation while being pushed to the brink of an orgasm.

By the time Cassandra was done talking to Blair, she was bucking wildly, screaming for release! Edward however, left her hanging, hungrily searching for that tiny bit of final euphoria! From what he could tell from the rather one sided conversation, was that the girls were about to get together for an all-night party! What better way to leave Cassandra, he thought. She'd be a sex-starved, sexual maniac at the party, sure to kick an all-girl function into an interesting evening!

Blair

Blair was even more confused than before as she watched Edward turn and walk away arm and arm with Cassie. She wondered what Cassie could have possibly said to him to cause him to turn away from Tessa, yet again.

Turning her attention back to Tessa, Blair listened closely as she explained more of where they were going and what they were doing.

"For some reason I can't fully explain, I just feel like I have to go and check it out. It has almost become an obsession with me. I just can't get the house or this person out of my head." Tessa explained, the exasperation evident in her voice as she ran her hand through her hair.

Blair put her arm around Tessa's shoulders as they headed off to their first class. Trying to put Tessa a little more at ease, she told her that it was no big deal and that she was more than happy to go with her. It would be fun, a little adventure the two could share.

"Who knows what we might find when we get there. It will be fun Tessa. Whenever you want to go, we can leave. Even if you want to leave early from school" Blair joked with her as they arrived at Tessa's class.

With a slight squeeze of her shoulders, Blair gave Tessa that reassuring smile and went on to her own class.

Blair wanted to get to Samara and tell her the latest on Edward. The fact that she had seen the look of longing on Edward's face, even if he did go off with Cassie somewhere. She had a feeling she knew what was going on between the two, especially the way Edward had been for the laswt few days.

Walking into the room, she spotted Samara right away and sat down next to her. Thankfully, this teacher seemed to be oblivious to what was going on in the room and the girls were able to pass notes to each other.

They seemed to be in complete agreement with each other. They needed to do what ever they could to get Edward and Tessa together, before Edward completely lost it, as well as Tessa. They both liked Tessa and wanted her to be a part of their group.

By the end of the school day, Blair was more than anxious to spend more time with Tessa. Blair and Samara had made the decision that they were going to try and introduce Tessa to the wondeerful world of sexual fufillment that could be had within the coven. Even if she wasn't "the one" for Edward, they both knew that Tessa would make a good addition.

Blair walked out to her car to find Tessa waiting on her. She noticed that the others were there talking to Tessa as if she had always been a part of the group. She had to smile as she noticed Tristian standing close to Tessa with his arm casually touching her at times. Joinging the group, she heard Tessa explaining to the others what she and Blair had planned for the night.

"So! Are yoiu ready to go Tessa? We can stop by your house and drop off your truck and things, if you want?" Blair asked as she kissed Tristian lightly on the cheek.

Tessa agreed that it would probably be a good idea to drop her things off and the two of them headed off to their cars.

Tessa dropped off the truck and then ran into the house real fast to drop her books off and to grab her stuff.

After strapping herself into the seatbelt, the two of them took off on their grand adventure, neither one talking very much.

Tessa

Tessa was more than pleased with Blair's interest and the distraction it caused, making her forget for just a minute or two how badly she missed Edward.

As the two walked to Tessa's class, she tried to answer her questions as best she could. She was eager to get on the way to er grand-aunt's house, hoping there would be something there that could help explain her obsession with this relative.

Tessa appreciated all the encouragement she was getting from Blair and was thankful that there wasn't an akwardness between them. In fact, Tessa actually felt closer to Blair because of the experience between them.


As Tessa sat through her classes, she couldn't help but think of the one night that she and Blair had shared together. It had been Tessa's first experience, sexually with another person and she had enjoyed it immensely. She found herself wondering what it would be like with and actual man, namely Edward.

Tessa found herself thinking more and more about Edward as the day progressed and the more she thought about him, the more she doddled. Not concentrating on her classes, she found herself drawing more and more. Everything she seemed to draw, began to become and more erotic as the day wore on. Yet, the images began to change. No longer were they images of her and Edward, but of the couple from her dreams.

The dreams had begun haunting her, even during the day. She couldn't get Ella out of her mind, nor could she ignore the very dynamic male that was always with her, yet in the background out of site.

When the last bell rang, Tessa made her way to Balir's car to wait for her. She was almost grateful that Edward and Cassie seemed to be long gone. She wans't sure if she could handle his rejection again.

As Samara and the other guys made their way towards her, she was a bit nervous. It wasn't till Samara gave her a slight hug along with the guys that Tessa finally relaxed.

Blair came by soon after the others and the two of them made there way back to Tessa's to drop off her things and to take off on their adventure.

The drive to her Aunt's house seemed to fly by, both girls quite content to just enjoy the drive. What conversation there was between them was comfortable and minimal. Blair allowed Tessa to be lost in her own thoughts.

It was still early evening when they arrived at the family home, dusk just beginning to set in. The dimming light gave the house and almost etherial look to it, like it was waiting for someone new to claim it.

Blair parked her car as Tessa fished the key out of her purse, and walked up to the door. Turning the key in the lock, Tessa was pleased when she was able to open the door and turn on the lights.


It felt as if she had been here before, like this was where she was meant to be. It felt like home.

The girls began exploring the rooms downstairs, but Tessa seemed to be drawn to the upstairs bedrooms. Making her way to what seemed to be the master suite, Tessa walked immediately to a spot by the window, and began tearing boards from the sill.

"Tessa, what are you doing?" Blair asked as she watched the scene before her.
It was the look in Tessa's eyes that bothered Blair the most, when she turned to answer her. Those were not Tessa's eyes looking back at her. The voice wasn't hers either.

"I need my journals. I have to have my journals. I need to pass them on." The strange voice from Tessa explained.

Blair watched as one by one the boards gave way and a small crawl space was revealed. Inside the space, Blair could see Tessa withdraw a clothed wrapped bundle.

As the bundle was removed from its hiding space, Tessa brought them to her chest and hugged them tight.

"Tessa? Are you okay?" Blair asked as she noticed a slight change in Tessa.

"I.....I..I'm fine. I just......" Tessa stammered, not able to finish her statement.

Tessa looked down at the bundle in her arms and then back to Blair, who had come to sit by her. Slowly and carefully, Tessa began to unwrap the cloth from the package. Inside they found two very old looking journals. One seemed to be written in a very masculine hand, while the other was in a very feminine hand, which Tessa seemed to recognize.

"I'm not sure who wrote this one, but this is definitely Ella's writing. I have copies of a few things she wrote to my grandmother. This is definitely hers."

Blair began looking through the one, while Tessa began looking at her Aunt's. Blair was trying her best to read through the one that she hd, but couldn't figure out what language it was written in. Glancing over Tessa's shoulder, she noticed that Ella's started off in English and the changed. Blair thought she might know what it was, but couldn't be positive.

The two of them sat shoulder to shoulder for awhile, reading what they could. They learned that Ella had lead a very sheltered life growing up, but that at some point she had met someone that turned her life around and upswide down. It was at that point that the writing changed into a language that Blair couldn't understand.

"Tessa, if I were to guess, I would say that it is some form of Latin. I can't read it, but Samara can. Will you let her in on this and we can see if she can translate?" Blair asked as she reached for her cell phone.

Tessa agreed and Blair made the call. The three of them agreed to meet at Blair's in a couple of hours, the time it would take for Blair and Tessa to get back.

The girls had already begun making there way down the stairs and out the door, when Tessa stopped and stared in the direction of the attic. She felt an overwhelming need to go up there, but Blair grabbed her arm, dragging her away from the door and to the car. Tessa sat in the car, clutching the books to her chest, hoping that Samara and Blair could help her find some answers to why a dead relative was consuming her thoughts as much as Edward.

Samara

Samara was glad that she and Blair had managed to find time to talk during the day. It seemed that Edward's behavior towards Tessa was bothering both of them.

Although Samara and Edward had been very close at one time, she knew that Blair knew him better than any of them, since she had been with him the longest.

After school, Samara made her way towards Tessa, hoping she could make her feel a little more at ease. She liked Tessa and felt the same way Blair did. Tessa belonged in there group, regardless of what Cassie thought. Samara knew it was jealousy that was making Cassie behave as she was and hoped that in time Cassie would learn to accept Tessa as she and Blair had.

The group of them talked for just a few minutes, before Tessa and Blair left. Samara wasn't sure where they were going or why, but knew that when the time was right, Blair would tell her.

Sure enough, later that evening, Samara got the call she knew would come. It seemed that Blair and Tessa had found some old journals and needed her help in translating.

Trowing a jacket over her shorts and tank, Samara headed over to Blair's and waited for the other two to get there. This was going to be fun, she thought, prowling threw some old journals. Samara had always loved languages and was a very quick study in them. She just hoped that she could help here.

Blair and Tessa arrived and quickly the three made there way to Blair's room. Before getting started on the journals, Blair and Tessa decided to change and get more comfortable before they started. Blair had thrown off her clothes as she walked in the room, seeming to be completely okay with her nudity in front of everyone.

Tying the sash around the short kimono style robe, she threw another towards Tessa. Tessa caught it mid air and was surprised at the silky smooth feel of it. She had never felt anything as soft as the robe and was anxious to have it against her skin.

While Tessa went to change, Samara grabbed on of the journals and began skimming through its pages. All of the sudden, one word jumped out at her.

The journal was written in a long ago, forgotten language, but she knew for sure the one word that stood out. Vampire!

"Blair, I can't read all of this, but what I can seems to be about a real life vamp. I can't read that to Tessa. How are we going to get around it. Because, trust me, this is one real person. This whole journal is nothing but what seems to be an erotic journey. Whoever this person was, he had it going on!"

"Look, I wouldn't mention the vamp thing, but what is wrong with telling her about the rest. Who knows what might happen..." Blair was remembering the one night she had had with Tessa and had already been looking forward to another. With Samara there, it would only be better.

Quickly, before Tessa came back, Blair told Samara about that night and how she had discovered how much Tessa didn't know. "It's up to us to try and help her be ready for Edward, you know that, right? We just have to be very careful with her. For one thing, not to scare her, and two, she has to remain pure for him.

Samara nodded as Tessa walked back into the room. She had already decided in her mind, just what she would and wouldn't tell Tessa. She wondered if Blair was right and that they all might have the opportunity to pleaure each other. It had been a long time since it had been just the girls and Samara found herself getting more and more aroused thinking of it.

Tessa sat on the floor with her back against the bed, her legs in front of her, crossed at the ankles. Blair took the spot next to her, while Samara sat in front of them.

Tessa explained a little more to the two before looking at Samara and asking for her help. Samara was touched that Tessa herself would ask and happily agreed to help.

"Okay, since I know you can read the english, I guess we can start with the other journal. There is no names mentioned, but I would guess it was written by a male, just based on the wording and the handwriting...." Samara began reading from what appeared to be a very male journal.

Tessa explained to the girls that she believed that the two journals were that of her Aunt Ella's and who ever she had ran off with. That what little she knew about them was from what she had discovered from the internet because her family would not even mention Ella's name.

Samara translated what seemed to be the first part of Tessa's aunt's journal that was written in the old form of Latin. It told of the fact that her "prince" coming to her first in dreams and then in flesh. That Ella knew and accepted the fact that there were others. And that Ella was making choices of her own free will. That seemed to be the predominate theme all through out Ella's journal. Samara turned her attention to the other journal for a moment. She wanted to read what seemed to be a very male perspective. As she read, she was careful to skip words that would frighten or scare Tessa. She skipped words such as "hunt," "blood" and of course "vampire."

As Samara began reading about his different exploits with women, that were in very graphic detail, Tessa found herself becoming lost in the words. She laid her head back against the bed and began letting herself picture the images that Samara smooth even tones were depicting.

Tessa absently ran her hand down her neck, opening the robe just a bit, trying to releive a heat that was building in her body. Up and down her neck, throat and chest her hand ran, getting closer and closer to her breasts.

With a knowing smile, Blair leaned in to Tessa, whispering in her ear. Slowly, Blair ran her hand under the robe and began playing with the ripe breast under her fingers, bringing the nipple to a hardend peak. Blair looked at Samara and motioned for her to keep reading.

Samara ws enjoying the view before her as she watched Blair arouse Tessa even more. She knew the journals were helping, but that Blair was fueling the fire. Tessa was ripe, willing and able.

Samara read a few more of the most erotic of passages, watching as Blair ran her hand down the front of the robe, opening it, exposing Tessa's naked form to them both.

Tessa's breathing was becoming more and more labored, the more aroused she became. Although her eyes were still closed, Tessa was enjoying the feelings Blair was bringing out in her. Without thought, Tessa uncrossed her ankles, opening herself up to Blair, as well as Smara.

Tessa felt Blair's hands on her body as the robe feel away from her. She could hear the rythmic tone in Samara's voice, guiding her through a very arousing story about her aunt and her lover. Tessa arched her back, allowing more of her breasts to fill Blair's hands, while a soft moan escaped her lips.

Blair's mouth was on Tessa's neck, licking her, suckling her, kissing her. Slowly Blair's mouth made it to Tessa's, searing it with a deep, probing kiss.

Samara couldn't hold out any longer, running her hands up Tessa's legs, spreading them as she laid her own body between them. Tessa's wet, waiting sex stared her in the face. Samara couldn't help herself as she slowly opened Tessa's folds and ran her tounge along the wet, waiting slit.

Tessa almost came off the floor as she felt the warm wet tounge on her body, knowing it wasn't Blair. Blair pulled off her mouth long enough to Tessa to just enjoy the feelings.

Blair slowly lowered her head to suckle at Tessa's breasts as Samara began to thrust her tounge in and out of Tessa's pussy. Samara was loving the sensations she was getting from Tessa. She was so alive and responsive.

Blair reached down and helped Samara out of her shorts, leaving her naked from the waist down. She then began rubbing her hands over Samara's ass as she continued to suckle Tessa's breasts, first one and then the other.

"Watch Tessa, watch as I pleasure her the way she is pleasuring you." Blair whispered to Tessa as she lowered her mouth to Samara.

Matching each other thrust for thrust, Blair and Samara were bringing Tessa to quite a frenzy. Tessa had never experienced something like this. She found her hands wandering to each of the girls heads, encouraging them on. Bringing Samara's mouth closer to her as she also brought Blair's closer to Samara.

As the orgasm began to course through Tessa, she jerked of Blair to bring her mouth back to hers. She tasted such a heady and sweet taste from Blair's mouth and wanted more.


Blair guided Tessa to a lieing position, her own wet pussy right at Tessa's mouth, Samara's mouth at Tessa's and her own mouth on Samara.

"Try for yourself Tessa. See what it is like. See what it is like to bring another pleasure." Blair coaxed her.

Samara, mindful of what Blair had told her, just barely penetrated Tessa as Blair plowed two fingers into her. Blair knew how to get a response from her and was hoping that she could get the same from Tessa.

As she felt the penetration, Tessa experimented with her own hands and mouth. She could see in her mind what she was suppose to do, and followed through. Slowly at first, she ran her toungue up and down Blair's wet slit, finding her clit and suckling. The moan that escaped Blair told Tessa she was doing it correctly. Faster and faster Tessa used her tounge, till she suddenly thrust it into Blair, causing Blair to moan even more and her hips to rise from the floor. With the pleasure that Tessa was giving her, she mimiced those moves on Samara, causing Samara to lick and suck Tessa even more.

Tessa was the first to begin to cum. The stimulation becoming almost to much for her. As she felt her musclesw contracting, she began to thrust harder and faster into Blairwith her fingers, her toungue flicking faster and faster over Blair's clit. Soon she felt Blair's contractions around her fingers, but didn't let up, not until she heard both Blair and Samara moaning in pleasure, just as she had.

As the three of them began to come down from the euphoric rush, Balir and Samara found themselves with their heads at Tessa's neck, while she was stroking their hair.


As they rested, Samara reached over and grabbed the nearest cell phone, which happened to be Blair's. She had gotten to a point in the journals that she couldn't read and knew that Cassie might be able to.

Dialing the number, Samara waited for an answer. It had taken four tries to get through, but she managed to get ahold of her and asked her to come by. She didn't tell Cassie that Tessa was there, but that she and Blair would be getting together.

It took her a bit, but finally Cassie made it over to Blair's. She had to make an entrance, as usual, but it had given the girls time to get a little more "dressed".
Tessa and Blair had replaced their robes, while Blair had put her tank and shorts back on.

"You would not believe how wild he was tonight! I mean look as the marks he left. I tell you I have never seen Edward....."

Cassie stopped mid sentence as she noticed Tessa was in the room. The look of pure shock and awe all over Tessa's face. It was almost to good to be true.
Cassie couldn't have planned it better. Her she was 'freshly fucked and fucked hard' by Edward and his little stalker was right there in the room to see that he didn't want her. He had wanted Cassie and she had been more that happy to oblige.

"Oh! Hi Tessa, didn't realize you were here. But, as I was saying, he was simply wild tonight. Look at the marks he left on my wrists, never mind what he did to my ass." Cassie laughed a little as she started telling them all about her night with Edward.

Tessa couldn't take much more. She had no right to be jealous, but she was. And with every detail Cassie was freely giving, Tessa beccame more and more upset. She had to leave, she had to get out of there.

While the others were all talking, Tessa began to quietly gather her things together. SWhe knew she could sneak to the bathroom, get dressed and be out of the house before the others noticed. It seemed that Blair and Samara were trying to get Cassie to stop talking about Edward, but quickly, Tessa had all she needed and left the room.

She headed to the bathroom, put on her clothes, and made her way out the door with the journals tucked carefully to her chest.

It wasn't till about ten minutes after Tessa left, that Blair seemed to notice she was gone. Damn it! See what you've done Cassie. Now Tessa is gone and I have no idea where she went. We asked you hear so that you could help us translate something, but it seems she has taken the journals too. Thanks Cassie! Thanks alot"

Blair was all but shouting at Casise. She had to figure out away to help Cassie get over her jealousy, or it was going to destroy the coven.

Walking in the cool night air did alot to calm her nerves and to dry the tears that had startedto fall from her eyes. Yet, something felt odd on the way home. It was almost as if she could feel a presence, a calming pressence around her as she walked. She wasn't afraid, but comforted. She glanced back one last time, just to make sure noone was there as she entered the house and made her way upstairs to her room.

Edward left Cassandra in the aroused state she was, so she could join the girls! It had been a while since the girls had one of their own little parties, and Edward knew all too well what went on at those parties! He found a rare thrill in anticipation of an opportunity to spy upon the girls as they pleasured each other!

He followed Cassandra as she hobbled with a definite bow-legged walk, towards Blair's house! Cassandra was oblivious to his presence as he shadowed her. As they neared Blair's house, Edward felt a familiar surge of energy that he knew could only be from one source. His pace quickened and his heart raced in increased anticipation.

He watched as Cassandra entered Blair's house before slipping around to the back, where he could peer inside her bedroom window! By the time he reached a prime viewing spot, he could see Cassie glowing and crowing about her recent escapades, even pulling down her shorts to show the girls, the marks on her bare ass! Edward didn't see Tessa until she had risen. Her back was to him, her long hair draping down over a short silken kimono robe. The hint of her ass threatened to peek out from beneath its hem. She locked herself away in the bathroom apparently.

Edward continued to spy on the girls until the sound of footsteps rustling through some fallen leaves distracted his attention. He turned, surprised and shocked to see Tessa walking off, away from the house. He hadn't even seen her leave! Glancing back towards the window, he saw Blair scolding Cassie about something.

He was torn now. Should he follow Tessa, or should he stay and watch the girls for his viewing pleasure?

His indecision was only momentary, opting to follow Tessa instead. Just as he had done with Cassandra, he had shadowed Tessa, not wanting her to know he was there. But he was there, he'd always be there ... to protect her, and be with her! She shouldn't be out at this hour, walking in the dark, alone! If anyone dared bring her harm, he'd dispose of them immediately!

She had stopped on several occassions, looking around as if she heard something, but eventually ended up back at her house, clutching onto some old leather journals. The urge for Edward to just barge into the house and merely take Tessa on his own was growing intense, yet he managed to control his blood. The scent of her blood was like honey to a bee, and Edward moved to his own vantage point at the base of the tree, awaiting Tessa's presence in the window!

It seemed to take longer than usual this evening, and Edward wondered if he'd made the wrong decision. He was just about ready to get up and return to Blair's when the curtains to Tessa's room were pulled open, and the window thrown open wide! There she was! In her unabashed complete beauty, naked from head to toe, her nipples hardened into tight peaks from the chill of the cool onrush of night air. As in nights prior, she looked blankly out into the night, eyes drifting to the stars above, her fingers dancing over her flesh, teasing her breasts, fingertips circling, scraping against the taut buds.

Edward remained in his spot, watching as she crawled upon the ledge in a seductive manner, spreading herself out as she made herself comfortable. His vision was slightly obstructed, unable to see, but knowing full well that she was dipping a hand between her legs, running her fingers over her sex. Her head leaned back as she gasped, her arm moving in a blur as fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy. After several intense minutes, Edward was rewarded for his patience, watching Tessa shudder through an intense orgasm, calling out his name into the darkness!

This time, as opposed to others, Tessa did not seem to be in a hurry to leave her perch. She stayed there, hand remaining between her legs, as a contented relaxation fell over her. Edward watched in awe as she slowly brought her fingers out, sniffed the intoxicating aroma, and then snaked her tongue along their lengths, dabbing at the honeyed nectar before engulfing them to clean them. She repeated the process over and over again, until she finally rose from the window and disappeared into the darkness of her room!

Edward's strength and energy was renewed and invigorated! Though it did nothing to resolve the confusion! He could be with Tessa by night, but he couldn't be with her by day? He vowed to come up with an answer, but really didn't know where to begin.

Edward wandered the streets aimlessly, thinking about his quandry. How long he had been out there walking, he didn't know. But he finally found himself outside Blair's house once again! With a great sense of curiosity, he ventured around back and peered through the open window. Sure enough, whatever problems, Blair had with Cassie were resolved. All three girls were naked upon Blair's bed, entangled in a mass of naked flesh, each determined to get the others to a mind blowing orgasm. A large littany of toys were also scattered about, for use on their various holes. A thick sheen of sweat covered their naked flesh, glistening erotically in the low light of the room.

Edward injected himself into the party, slipping through the open window! Before the girls even realized what was going on, Edward was sliding his naked body amongst the three naked girls, all of whom initially reacted with shock and surprise. Soon, however, his presence was eagerly welcomed as all three girls tended to him, and offered themselves to him in any way he wanted. The little orgy continued through the entire night and into the morning until the sun broke the horizon. The four bodies now lay exhausted and spent, three girls comfortably blanketing Edward.

Tessa walked back into her room, picked up the short silk robe she had brought with her from Blair's and covered herself with it.

She walked to her bed and grabbed on of the journal's off the floor, before sitting in her bed to try and read some more of it. She was lost in her thoughts though and was having a hard time concentraqting on what she was reading.

Her thoughts never seemed to stray far from Edward and what he was doing. Did he think of her as much as she did him? Why did he seem to hate her so much now? What had she done to change his mind so much? Were her new clothes that unappealing to him? She had to find the answers, she just had to. Not being with him was tearing her up inside.

She was grateful for the girls. Samara and Blair had been the best thing she had going for her. Being with them made her feel closer to Edward. And the fact the Samara seemed to be able to read some of the ancient writing which was so erotic in nature.

Her Aunt seemed to have found a man that was the ultimate in men. The way she wrote of him was fascinating. And then to learn that the other journal was that of her lover's was a great find. She still wondered how she was able to know where to look and where to find them.

Trying to focus on the task at hand, she leaned back, opened her Aunt's journal and began to read it agian. The first of the writings where in English and easy to read, yet as time passed in the journal, the language changed.
It seemed to change to the language of his journal, and Tessa found she could no longer read much of it.

Frustrated, she glanced at her clock, realized how late it was and decided to get some sleep. Maybe, if she was lucky, she could find some solutions in her dreams.

The Dream

The soft evening breeze blew her hair back, and off her shoulders, exposing her bare skin. She stood before him completely natural, uninhibited by those standing around him. Slowly and confidently she walked towards him.

He was the most beautiful man she had even seen and he wanted her. He had told her so many times how much he wanted her, yet the choice had to be hers. The past few days away from him had been torture for her. Now the time was at hand. She would gladly give up her family and her life to be with him.
Venuto a me della vostra propria volontà libera. Diventa uno con me ed ha regolato la vostra anima libera. Deve essere la vostra scelta e la vostra da solo. Liberi il passato ed abbracci la vita che siete stati significati per avere. La scelta deve essere la vostra e la vostra da solo.
Il basamento prima di me e scopre la vostra anima. Liberi la difficoltà le vostre strette della famiglia. Latta sola fate la scelta. Voi faccia sola del mosto la scelta.
Slayer o amante la scelta che fate. Diventa uno con me o accetta il vostro destino. (Come to me of your own free will. Become one with me and set your soul free. It must be your choice and yours alone. Release the past and embrace the life you were meant to have. The choice must be yours and yours alone.
Stand before me and bare your soul. Release the burden your family holds. You alone can make the choice. You alone must face the choice.
Slayer or Lover the choice you make. Become one with me or accept your fate.)

Slowly, she continued walking towards the man she was to give herself to. She was confident and secure in the choice before her. This is what she wanted. She knew body and soul that this was the man for her. She would gladly accept him and his son as her own.

“I give myself to you of my own free will. Slayer no longer but protector of my King. You have my heart; now take my body and soul. Do with them as you would your own. I am no longer Ella of the slayer clan but willing become Ella the lover of Solanine. Ella, the mother of his children, is the life I choose.”
With that said, Solanine walked the short distance to the woman waiting for him. Moving her hair off her neck, he bent and kissed her neck.
“Please know that I want this more than anything, but you have to be making this choice freely. One word and we stop”

“Never stop Solanine, never! I am yours for eternity, or as long as you so desire. You are my life now. You and that of your son’s. I only hope that I can grant you more children.”

With Ella’s commitment made, Solanine lifted her in his arms and laid her down on the pallet that had been laid out for them. Slowly he eased his body from her, long enough only to remove the clothes that he had on. Slowly and confidently, Solanine caressed, kissed and aroused the woman under him.

Slowly he began to penetrate her virgin body, being careful not to hurt her with his girth. He watched as her passion rose, matching his own. Just as she was about to orgasm, he sank his teeth deep into her neck, draining her blood. Both of their orgasms were so intense that the sky opened and the lighting blazed.
Quickly, so he wouldn’t drain too much, he removed his mouth form her neck. Sinking his teeth into his
own arm, he offered her his own blood. He watched as she drank her fill, changing right in front of him.

She glanced up at him with all the love she felt, while she ran her tongue over his arm to seal his wound. But what surprised her more was when he ran his tongue over her neck, seeking hers as well as he told her that she was now his forever.

Tessa awoke with a sheen of sweat on her naked body. She thought she was beginning to understand what was happening. She was Edward's destiny. She was the one to end this curse. She just wasn't sure how.


Follow your heart! Just follow your heart!

She heard the words in her mind and knew what she had to do.

Quickly, she dialed Blair and left a message on her phone.

She had to go back to the house. She knew the answers were there.

Edward had slept nearly the entire morning away, blanketed by the warm naked bodies of his three trusted maidens. Cassie was wrapped in his left arm, her head resting on his shoulder. Samara was cuddled close, enveloped by his left arm, his hand resting on her ass, her head on his chest. Blair's head was pillowed by his thigh, her silken locks draped over his leg, her warm breath blowing lightly over his aroused cock, her fingers resting on his opposite thigh.

The three girls, were still sound asleep, the glow of the nights activities haloed their beautiful faces. It was only Edward's gentle stirrings, that caused them to awake. Blair was the first, who when her eyes cleared, immediately resumed where she had left off, pulling his shaft to her mouth as she enveloped him and hummed as she stretched, arching her back against his leg. Samara stirred next, seeing that Blair had already claimed the prized treasure. Sam's mouth settled instead on the nipple closest to her, lashing her tongue against Edward's hardened pebble. Sam drew lazy designs on Edward's chest with her fingers, weaving her way down, finally tangling her hand in Blair's hair, controlling her bobbing action. Edward squeezed Sam's ass in appreciative manner as Cassie woke and began suckling his neck and ear. Her hand followed Sam's, and soon, wove through Blair's hair

Edward's moans told the girls he was not one who would last long, with such loving early morning treatment. Only several minutes had passed, when the three girls pinned his rigid flagpole between their lips and tongues. They formed a perfect triangle around his twitching member, tongues laving along his length until the rockets of appreciation fired from his tip. White streams shot into the air in geyser-like fashion, spraying onto the faces and outstretched tongues of the women around him. Each twitch sent more and more of his salty seed towards the eager girls until he had no more to offer.

Each of the girls took a final swipe across his slit, diving down to suck out any remnants within. Satisfied, the girls then turned their attention towards each other, cleaning each other's face with their tongues, sharing Edward's gift while engaging in soul searing kisses, driving tongues deep into each other's throat!

It only seemed natural that the girls evolved into a three-way orgy amongst themselves. Their passion, thanks to Edward, never seemed to be quenched! Edward always loved that aspect about the women he brought over to his world. They were always horny!

Edward knew, however, he could not monopolizze their time! Their assigned partners had sat idle on a Friday night, and that was not something most ordinary males, their age did! Edward was sure to reward their servitude. He silently slipped aside as the girls continued their play, and dressed in his usual attire. As he did so, he saw that a message was left by Tessa on Blair's phone. They had apparently been so engrossed that they didn't hear the phone ring.

By the time Edward was ready to leave, the girls were basking in a contented sigh of satiated lust. He bid the girls farewell, and reminded them that they needed to spend some quality time with their partners today. "Tomorrow night is the feast of the new moon! We will have our hunt in the midst of darkness, and celebrate a rewal of life! Make sure everyone is ready, and dressed appropriately."

Edward slipped out the same window he had entered through, and headed straight to Tessa's house. Things were different now. There was no energy filling him when he reached the house. He lingered about the house, trying to understand why the familiar energy source, nor the scent of her blood, were prevalent? It wasn't until Edward heard Tessa's father calling out for her, that Edward assumed that Tessa was not at home! Her father cursed her name, bitterly bemoaning the fact that she slipped out without telling him where she was heading.

Edward then wondered if he had passed her, and she was en route to Blair's? He retraced his steps back to Blair's house, only to find the girl's getting dressed, after showering. He didn't make his presence known, and instead, sulked off into the woods, alone!

There in the solitude of peace and quiet, Edward reflected on the past several days, and the way Tessa had seemed to wreak havoc in his once organized world. He felt the turmoil and greatly missed the wisdom his father could have provided him with! He had learned of his powers early in life, his father praising his ability to quickly learn his unique characteristics. There were many things, Edward was forced to learn on his own, only gaining the knowledge his father was unable to provide, through trial and error.

Edward found a fallen tree, upon which he settled himself, and tried to recall his childhood. For some odd reason, he could not remember anything prior to the night he ran per his father's orders, never seeing him since. He could not remember his mother, nor any nurturing she provided to him during his youth! The only things from his early childhood, that Edward retained, were words that echoed in his head, most likely ingrained from Solanine's repetitive teachings.

The day passed by quickly as Edward mused and missed his patronly companionship, the sun quickly falling beyond the canopy of the trees, making room for darkness to envelop him like a blanket. The new moon was one night away, so the darkness within the woods was thick and welcoming, accepting Edward's presence, and protecting him as he fell asleep, alone with his thoughts.

Tessa took her time, as hard as it was, getting ready. She wanted to give Blair time to return her call.

As the hours passed, she knew she could wait no longer. Quickly, she left a note for her father and took off to the house. The answers she needed were there. She k
new it! She had to find a way to keep Edward with her. She just had to!

As she walked into the house, a feeling of serenity came over her. It was a welcoming feeling. She could almost feel the presence of those before her in that one small room. Quickly, she ran to the room that only the day before she had found the other journals. She pulled them out of her bag, sat down on the window seat to read.

It was then that she heard the voice. The voice that had told her she hadn't found everything yet, that there was more to find. Rising, she began to find the source of the voice. It was guiding her she knew. It was taking her to where she needed to be.

It brought her to what looked like an ordinary bookcase in the main living room. It had been built into the wall and now sat empty. Tessa stared at it, trying to figure out what she was to do next. Frustrated, she hit her hands against a shelf. She then heard what sounded like a scraping noise.

Examining the shelf, she realized it had moved! There was something behind the shelf! With all the strength she had, she began pushing the shelf, revealing a narrow hall that seemed to be hidden behind it.

Grabbing a flashlight from her bag, she entered the narrow space and made her way down the short tunnel. What she saw, amazed her.

It seemed that there was a small hidden room in the house. It looked almost like a small arsenal of strange weapons and books. Tons and tons of old books. Glancing around at the walls, she found a light switch and bathed the room in light.

She was stunned by everything she saw. If there was something to find that would help her with Edward, she felt it, deep in her soul, that this is where it could be found. Setting her things down on the table, she began to examine everything in the room.

It was hours later, and she was still searching through things. Some made sense, yet others didn't. It seemed that her family was full of secrets.

From what she could make sense of, it seemed that her family was the family of slayer's, set for all time to destroy the vampire clans. What amazed her was that the more she read, the more the old languages seemed to make sense to her. It was as if she had always known them.

She could hear the voices of the women before her in her head. She could hear them telling her their stories. She learned so much in those hours, but none of it seemed to help. She decided that maybe she needed to read her Aunt's diary again and that of her lover's.

Glancing around, she realized that she had left them in the other room. Quickly, she made her way back to the bedroom to retrieve them. As she grabbed them, she realized that she hadn't eaten anything and that is was getting rather late.

Making a quick trip to a fast food place, she grabbed dinner and then headed back to the house. Sitting on the bed, she opened her Aunt's journal and began to read it again. This time, she was grateful that she didn't need help translating. She could read it for herself.

finishing her meal, she leaned back against the headboard to read. Yet, soon, she found herself so tired. She laid down on the bed and soon found herself fast asleep, lost in the world of her dreams.

Tessa's Dream

At first the dreams seeemed confused and scattered. Images of those from the past flew past her as she stood in the forest. The wind whipping her hair as she watched battle after battle from the past.

Then things seemed to slow. She saw her Aunt with one of the most beautiful men she had ever seen. Tessa realized that she was seeing the same man she had seen in the dream before. It was the same man her aunt had run off with and married.

Tessa felt a presence next to her. She turned to see the image of her Aunt next to her watching the same seen she was. She turned and looked at Tessa.

"This was the last night of true happiness for us. Our son was off hunting and Solaine and I had all the time in the world to ourselves." She explained. Tessa wanted to ask so many questions, but was lost in the scene before her. She watched as the lovers embraced and loved one another. They were lost in their own world.

As she watched, Tessa felt herself dragged into the scene herself. She was no longer watching Solaine make love to his bride, but was feeling Edward's arms around her.
She could feel the slide of his hand over her body, fondling her, caressing her. His teeth scraping across her sensitive, erect nipples, then sliding down her stomach. She could feel his body against hers as she ran her hands down his back and arms, loving the feel of his eerection at the juncture of her legs, begging for entrance.

Just as Edward was about to enter her body, she felt him ripped away from her. The air changed and the wind picked up. Tessa was now watching helpless and hopeless as her Aunt was confronted by her grandmother.

There they stood, face to face, fighting, arguing. She saw the tears streaming down her grandmother's face as she confronted her sister. The pendant around her neck glowing brightly in the moonlight. Tessa could only make out a few words. Slayer, betrayal, death, family. It wasn't until she saw the stake raised that Tessa realized what was happening. Before she could scream, she saw Solaine jump in front of her aunt, protecting her as the stake pierced his heart, killing him instantly. She could only watch helplessly as her Aunt then picked up the stake and killed herself.

"This doesn't have to be the way of things Tessa. Go to my Edward, make him whole again. Follow your heart Tessa. End the pain"


Tessa awoke in a thin sheen of sweat. The depth of emotions she felt consuming her. Things were beginning to make sense.

She quickly realized that it was early morning and she had a lot of ground to make up. She called Blair and asked her to come help her search. Yet, Blair told her she couldn't, that she had to take care of somethings before nightfall. Blair told her about the gathering that night and that she wouldn't be able to help her till the next day.

Hanging up her cell, Tessa quickly began her search of the house again, starting in the hidden room she had found. She was confident that the answers she needed would be there.

The fog was thick and gray, swirling clouds of white whixked by with each gust of wind. Edward stood there in the midst of total nothingness, the mist and clouds surrounding him completely, offering nothing for the eye to see, anywhere he looked.

He was confused. He knew not how he arrived here, nor where he was. Even the ground he stood upon seemed to be nonexistent. Yet, after some turning and spinning, Edward could focus on a hazy yello light that began filtering through the bleak surroundings.

The yellow light soon became blinding to the eye, as Edward shielded his eyes as the glare assaulted him. But then there was a shadowy figure that appeared in the distance, in the middle of the light, wisps of white clouds still interfering with the light and the image of the approaching figure.

Edward remained still, able to focus on the black figure that obstructed the blinding light. Despite the ominous presence as it approached, Edward felt no fear, nor any threat, so the need to run or scream had not prevailed. The figure continued approaching until it loomed just beyond Edward's reach, its figure blocking enough of the light, allowing the light to only sillhouette its body.

It wasn't until the mist and clouds parted, that the figure's features became illuminated, and Edward's chest rose as it filled with air.

"FATHER! ..." It was Solanine, coming to be with his son once again.

"Father it is so good to see you! I have so many questions. There is so much to know. I ...."

Solanine raised his hand, his gesture silencing Edward's plea for answers to the questions in his head. Edward stood silent once again, staring at his father as he held out his left hand, behind him, still keeping his eyes locked with Edward's. Solanine never moved a single muscle, waiting patiently, and Edward couldn't tear his eyes away.

After some time, Edward was able to make out another shadowy figure in the distance, lurking slowly toward the two of them. As the figure moved closer and closer, Edward was able to see that its shape and stature was very different than that of his father. The movement of the new shadow was more graceful and elegant, its shape containing noticeable curves!

It came right up next to Solanine and sidled up next to him, its shape molding against his much more rugged features. Solanine's outstretched arm enveloped his ariving guest and encircled its shadowy shape. Edward's eyes were drawn to his father's large hand as it traced the outer curve of the shadow in a gentle caress.

Edward was confused, for he had never seen his father with another, and now here he stood with what Edward could only assume was a female figurine. Edward's mind was screaming. Breaking the strained silence, Edward finally called out ...

"Mother? Is that you ... Mother?"

It was Solanine's voice that boomed rather loudly, his hand continually carressing the curves of the shadow next to him.

"My son! You have learned much, and have followed well. You have made your father proud, and your destiny will soon be fulfilled, as was mine when you were conceived." Solanine's strong arm pulled the shadow tighter against his body, and his meaty paw reached further clearly coming to rest upon where a pillowy breast would be. As his fingers moved, the details of the shadow came into more focus, and Edward's eyes could make out the definite feminine figure, it's mass still shrouded in a dark gray cloud, but the fact that it was naked was not missed. Dark nipples stood taut and firm, large round orbs being crushed under his father's hand. Her own figure curling around his thigh, giving Edward only a glimpse of her naked ass. But there was no face to the shadow.

Edward was spechless again, his eyes taking in the sight of the shadow as the gray color slowly gave way to the color of flesh. It started from the bottom and worked its way up ... Her legs, the smooth round bubble of a single ass cheek exposed to him, her midriff, arms, and then her torso, the cherry red nipple extended. Yet the face remained obstructed.

Edward was about to call out in confusion, once again for his mother, when Solanine's voice boomed again.

"You must protect what is most sacred! Never let any harm come to that which must live!"

Edward's eyes were drawn to his father's hand which had freed the breast it was playing with, to lower down and rub the taut abdomen of the young female. Right there, before Edward's eyes, the young girl's stomach began growing. The more Solanine rubbed, the more it grew.

With great confusion, Edward raised his eyes to ask his father for some clarification, but what caught his gaze absolutely stupefied him!

The female figure, cuddling closely to his father, prey to his father's roaming hands, had developed a face! The shadow and gray were gone, and in its place, was now a creamy pale face, framed with familiar long lush hair. His breath was taken away, as the familiar facial features became blatantly obvious.

TESSA!

It was Tessa, standing there with his father. It was Tessa who was naked, curling to his father, and not to him! It was Tessa being fondled by his father! It was Tessa' whose stomach was bloating under his father's hand ...

Edward's body jerked violently, and in the midst of a convulsion, his eyes snapped open, finding himself amidst the cruel reality of the world around him. His heart was pounding a deafining beat in his head, his body covered in a thick sheen of drenching sweat!

Edward looked around, and realized he had been dreaming, having fallen asleep under Tessa's window, where he had camped out, hoping to catch sight of her sitting in her window sill as she had done on every previous dark evening. Alas, last night, she hadn't been there, and Edward must've fallen asleep waiting for her.

All Edward was greeted to this Sunday morning, was the sound of Tessa's father stomping through the house, maddeningly mumbling about Tessa and the fact she didn't come home last night!

Edward wondered if she had spent the night with the girls, even though he knew the girls were with their partners earlier in the evening? Edward rustled himself to his feet, and silently escaped the spot of his deep slumber, leaving Tessa's father's rant.

It wasn't until Edward reached the solitude of the dark woods, where he was finally able to recall his vivid dream, trying his best to make sense of what it meant. He wuestioned whether it was truly his father calling, or a conjured series of images, because of his thoughts of Tessa? He stumbled upon the clearing where the clan would gather later this evening. A huge pile of burnt wood amidst the gray charcoals, only served to remind him of the grayness of his dream.

He plopped himself down on a nearby log and idly poked a stick into the cold ashes, trying to make sense of everything around him, though any more, nothing made any sense! Frustrated, he finally rose and headed for a shower and some clean clothes!