were vampires.
I still kept my own place and had the best of both worlds. The house was known for having a great view of the forest nearby.
At night we would run naked during the great parties we had there. I was free to run my fat naked body and not get teased. I was accepted.
My first impression of Sabrina was that she was a typical party girl, large just like me, blonde, tanned, and full of life.
She inherited her house from her sister, who died in a plane accident.
Sabrina and I, began dating her two vampire roomma tes which we had orgies and did every day.
Sabrina was nice to be with, knew all about sex, drugs, and vampires and laughed easily. She was sexy as can be.
Everyone always had a good time. I received loads of great s ex every night. Sabrina continued to give parties at her house but fewer people came.
I was now drinking more and it wasn't unusual that at the end of a party I would be passed out.
At the next party I attended, I was about to leave cause I was frustrated that Sabrina wasn't giving me enough attention.
Sabrina then pulled me into a corner and kissed me. I pulled away a nd said I really had to go.
"Y ou're a fat and sexy when you get jealous !" said Sabrina.
I was surprised; I'd n ever heard her use such words . I could not resist, we ate each other out and deep kissed all night.
We made love in the shower and it was heavenly.
Several weeks later, I decided to pack up and leave. Things weren't on fire like they were.
I just had to move on and Sabrina had become a drug addict and an alcoholic. She lost control of everything.
Sabrina had long since moved to another place.
It was a small town that she moved to which was smaller than her previous home town. It was interesting how people just lose touch and move on.
Years later I ran into Sabrina downtown.
She gave me her number. She showed me and I admired the pictures of her two children, she told me that she still wanted me badly.
It was night time and she was out to party.
She was still up to her old habits. She was drinking even more and she'd fallen, because she was so drunk. I left her there.
After our last encounter I wasn't that eager to see Sabrina, but finally decided to call her. I brought over roses .
On first seeing her, I was shocked but tried not to show it. She had always been a big girl but now she looked bigger and sexier.
She offered me drugs and an open bottle of whiskey and rum. The house, I noticed, seemed both empty and messy, with a strange dirty sock odor.
A dog was on the floor looking sad and neglected. Her kids were taken from her cause she couldn’t get her life together.
There was a lot she didn’t tell me.
It was an awkward visit. At first, all Sabrina could talk about was how her friends had deserted her.
Then she turned on me, mocking at the roses I'd brought. Then sh e became personally insulting; b ut when I started to get up and leave she broke into tears and asked me to stay.
Finally, I broke away. Standing outside her door, I breathed in t he cold night air with relief.
I ran back in grabbed Sabrina and we kissed with passion and made love like never before. I realized how much I missed her.
Chapter 3
My parents weren't always so bad. They didn't always call me a fat cow. We had decent times from what I remembered. It was a pleasant evening.
My parents and I were sitting in our back yard, enjoying each other's company. Suddenly, we heard banging at the front door.
My dad told my mother and I to stay. I thought it would be some drunken neighbor . I was dead wrong.
I he ard shots being fired and stood in the backyard, in complete silence. The shots were fired and I heard my mom screaming for help, screaming to me to hide as she ran towards danger .
But I was too shocked to do anything. I heard people yelling and I
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