Melabeth Forgive Me, For I Am Sin!
man in the back seat was small and skinny. They all looked to be in their late thirties or early forties.
    The passenger started talking first, “Hey girls, you two all right?”
    I answered without making eye contact and with little volume, “Yeah, we're ok .” I knew that my response wasn’t going to make them leave.
    The driver started talking, “You both know this isn’t a safe neighb orhood. I got kids your age. I wouldn’t feel right just leaving you two out here all alone. Can we give you a ride somewhere?”
    Alice spoke up, “We don’t have anywhere to go. Our father dumped us out here all alone, we don’t know what to do.”
    I kind of thought Alice laid it on a little thick, but the men just looked as if they hit the jackpot. The car stopped and the passenger hopped out. He opened the back door of the car for us. He said with a commanding voice, “Hop in girls, you can stay with me. I can’t leave you two out here in the cold, so hurry up and get in.”
    We di d what he asked and the car sped away. Of course I couldn’t help but thinking, it was close to ninety degrees out; in the cold my ass.
    We didn’t h ave to ride very long with them. They took us straight to the passenger’s house. He lived with some creepy guy and the next thing we knew, we had four men surrounding us asking us inappropriate questions. Alice was funny as she played the part. I just acted nervous and shy.
    They slowly separated us. I had the driver and the passenger’s roommate. Alice took the skinny guy and the passenger. I don’t even recall their names, I bet they had told us.
    One of the men was trying to put his hand up my dress. The other man was trying to kiss me. I didn’t open my mouth because my fangs were already out. I was ready to eat. If they weren’t such perverts they might have noticed mine and Alice’s hands. We both now had long sharp fingernails, and our fingers were unnaturally long.
    I heard Alice tell one of the men, “I don’t know, I’ve never been with a man before. Before we… you know… have sex. Can I show you something?”
    One of the men asked in an eager voice, “What? What do you want to show us?”
    Alice smiled without opening her mouth , then whispered real quiet, “My teeth.”
    The man asked, “What did you say? Did you say your teeth?”
    Alice nodded her head. The man laughed and the other one said, “We don’t care if your teeth are a little messed up, hell, I didn’t even notice. Let me see them teeth, open up.”
    Alice opened wide.
    "What the hell… they look like fangs," one of the men said.
    This caught the attention of the man trying to kiss me, "She has fangs?" Then he laughed, looking back at me, "What about you, do you have fangs?"
    I smiled tight lip, and then opened wide. I could hear the man 's heart speed up. He let out a tight whisper, "What the hell?"
    The man next to me was too busy trying to get up my skirt, but his friend 's reaction made him look up. He moved away with, "What the fu…" He never finished that sentence.
    The next half an hour was like a ro llercoaster ride. It was full of fun, excitement, terror and satisfaction. Not sure how it was for the four guys in the house, but from their screams I was sure they were enjoying it too.
    Me and Alice bit , clawed and drained three men. The forth man just ran around in a circle trapped in one of Alice's nightmares.
    I leaned against the couch covered head to toe with blood. I hated myself. I hated myself because I loved it. Where was my humanity? The man ran past me screaming… nope not there.

Chapter 6 Blood Memories
    血思い出
     
    Alice interrupted my internal debate, “Are you ready to learn how to steal the memories of the living?”
    I looked at the man we had left alive. He had been begging for his life, but now he sat upon the floor with an empty look upon his face. His eyes swept the floor, looking at all the different scenes of carnage. Blood was splattered everywhere, along with

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