31 October

August has been sharing a cubicle with the new girl, Katrina. August is completely smitten with Katrina, and she has no idea if Katrina is into girls. Katrina has invited her to her annual Halloween party and August happily accepted.



She's fantasized about how she will confess her feelings with Katrina for a long time, will tonight be the night? August drives to Katrina's home and there are no cars in the drive. She rings the doorbell and Katrina answers the door dressed as a witch. August shows off her outfit to Katrina, and Katrina touches August's . "Don't be afraid, it's not loaded," she tells her, "I'm a cop," she proudly twirls for Katrina.




Katrina helps August off with her coat and the two drink apple cider bourbon. August asks, "why isn't anyone here?" "You came early," Katrina sweetly explains. August sips the heavy drink and finds the courage. "Katrina, I'm so happy that you and I are spending the night together. I think you're a really sweet person. You're beautiful too. You have a sort-of magical way about you, as if you're not of this world," August senses that her speech is not coming off as suave as she practiced in her mind dozens of times. "What I mean to tell you is that, I really like you. I don't know if you've ever went out with a girl on a romantic date, but I'd love to take you to Monet Bleu, and maybe to an indie theatre," August stutters and looks down in embarrassment until Katrina rescues her. "I'd love to go out with you, alone." She kisses August, "and yes, I have been with a woman." Katrina puts her lips to August's, and she kisses her sweetly. August pulls her in, wrapping her arms around Katrina's petite frame. Katrina bites Augusts tongue, and August recoils. "Ouch!" Katrina's eyes are wide, her senses are heightened, the taste of copper on her tongue is making her hungry for more. August tries to play it off, "it's ok.. just a little cut." Katrina apologizes.




August looks at Katrina and her vision starts to blur, "oh no," she wonders to herself, "did I drink too much?" Katrina asks her how old she is. "23." Katrina asks if August has ever taken someone's life. August shakes her head no, she answers "yes." She puts her hand over her mouth. Was it the alcohol that made her confess? What it that she feels so comfortable around Katrina? She began to explain how she accidentally took the lives of four. It's the darkest secret she has. Katrina listens as she begins to feel turned on, she smells August's sweet breath as she explains in shame. Katrina has a sense for evil, she can smell it, she can taste it, and the more evil a person, the longer they allow her to live until her next feeding.




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