Sometimes...

Work gets slow. Today I finished off the third and fourth parts. This is becoming addictive. Anyway, I'll see you all on the other side.


Part III

Kristoff turned to her and raised an eyebrow as her dad kept shoveling in his dinner. "I will need to talk to you later about something." She nodded and noted his steak was just barely kissed by the heat.

Needless to say there was much sneezing during the meal, but her father did not seem to pay much attention. He was more into his food then paying attention to his daughter and his guest. It did taste good, but her nose was starting to get sore. Kristoff's nose was a little red at the tip as well. Finally, dinner ended.

"Dad, do you mind if we take a walk?" He smiled brightly and shook his head. Hopefully she could learn this hypnosis thing fast; it wold really improve their relationship. She scooted her chair back and got up, pushing it back under the table. Kristoff looked a little weak and she went over to help him.

They went outside where it was now very dark. There was a new moon and the stars were the only light with the exception of the occasional street light. Again, they worked their way down to the river. She was feeling so excited!

They sat down and she turned towards him. "Ah, but first we must talk." She nodded and frowned a bit. "But do not worry my beauty, there is much to anticipate." There she smiled brightly. "As you know we were both sneezing at dinner this evening. We are cursed with an allergy to this beautiful bulb. Your allergy is only slight at this time. But as time passes by, it will grow stronger. This is why we cannot stand garlic. We actually can eat a little and enjoy the flavor; it will not kill us unless there is too much." Naturally she asked how much too much was. He shrugged and sighed. Then he spoke again, "I don't know. That remains to be seen. I believe it varies by individual. Do be careful beauty.

"There are many rumors about us. They say we cannot stand the sight of a crucifix. We turn because we are crying for His pain. Silver bullets have no effect in killing us.Stakes to the heart--well, my sweet, yes this is true. It does not have to have wood from the original cross. Any ordinary wood does the trick I must admit. Even pressboard. Holy water...well, I have no personal experience with this one, but I think it has much the same effect as the crucifix. For now, do not risk it!"

He continued, "Beauty, do not abuse your powers. Yes tonight I had your father under hypnosis to make the evening go smoothly. He was rather gruff when I met him. So I can only imagine what he must be like. I know you"--she started--"would like to have him like he was tonight always. But no. Yes, we can read minds. Again, please do not abuse this. There is the the gift of transformation as well, but this must be developed over time. Be careful. I suppose those words of caution are basically what I'm trying to tell you at this time: above all, BE CAREFUL."

He signed. "I think you will. Otherwise I would not have chosen you."

She rolled over to be closer to him. "I will be careful Kristoff," and swiftly kissed his cheek. He held her face and moved his face to meet hers. They kissed. Their tongues caressed each other and he slipped his hand under her louse. She removed his hand and started to unbutton it instead. He stopped her and placed his hand under her blouse. She removed his hand and started to unbutton it instead. He stopped her and placed his hand underneath once more. First he rubbed her stomach--feeling its smoothness with his hand. He then slowly worked his way towards her left breast. At his touch, she slowly bloomed. It was as though she was waking up; she stretched and turned to face him. He smiled and then licked his lips.

She closed her eyes and at the touch of him on her neck, her back promptly arched. She turned her head to one side and turned her neck. It was such a pleasure...nothing was its equal. He continued to play with her breasts and she moaned as he drank more from her. Then he stopped and held a finger to his lips. There was a noise from something or someone. And then a howl.

Kristoff removed his hand from under his blouse and stopped sucking at her neck. Again he had blood left on his mouth. She got up to lick it away, but he motioned or her to stop. "Please go back to the ground," he whispered. She nodded and laid back down.

The wolf came over and then licked at her neck. She giggled softly. Then the wolf turned into a beautiful woman. She nervously started wondering if this was a friend, mother, daughter, lover.... "Maman...what a joy to see you this fine evening," Kristoff spoke softly. Her mind started to slow down. Just his mother.

"What ARE you doing young man?" She was 600 year old to his mere 300 and if using mortal math, this seems not quite right, vampires are just that. He looked at the older woman and hung his head.

"I'm sorry. She was just so beautiful--but nowhere near as beautiful as you "Maman." With that he looked up at his mother imploringly. "I thought you wanted our family to begin growing. And it has...she has started the transformation already. Open your mouth love."

First she touched her incisors with her tongue. He was right. She turned to his mother and dutifully opened her mouth. "Oh how lovely. What cute little fangs on such a cute little girl." She grew incensed and almost yelled that she was a mature young lady. Quickly she received a message from Kristoff reminding her that it wasn't quite the right thing to do at the time, so she simply closed her mouth. Instead she put out her hand and said it as a pleasure to meet her.

"I would say likewise, but that would be lying!" spat Kristoff's mother. "I did say it was time to add to the family, but you're not exactly what I had in mind!" She looked at his mother oddly. She was 16 years old, beautiful (so Kristoff said), and a virgin. What was wrong with her? She had the perfect coloring...pale, long, brunette hair. She just couldn't understand. So she turned to his mother, first standing next to Kristoff for comfort.

"I"m sorry ma'am. I realize I'm not what you had in mind. But I'm rather puzzled as I'm only 16, a virgin and told I'm beautiful. What don't you like?"

The woman looked deeply into the younger woman's eyes. Then she drew closer. "Fine. You there, come with me!" She then marched off to a thicket of bushes. Kristoff kissed his young love's forehead and nodded that she best go. Quickly she left his side and followed his mother.

"I will get a better look here," said the older woman upon her arrival. "There is such a thing as too young. You are rather polite so that's a plus on your side," she spoke grimacing. "What's your name child?"

"Fiona Carolyn Bowers," she said meekly. She looked up at his mother, but just a little. Suddenly she felt more shy than she ever had in her life.

"Okay. I like Fiona and it does suit you. Well, hmmmph." She gave a cursory look at her. Then she suddenly snapped her fingers and shot out the next order, "Undress child!" Fiona's head shot up and looked at his mother in the eye. She could see the old thing wasn't kidding.

Slowly she took off her blazer and unbuttoned her blouse. Then she undid the zipper of her skirt. She shook off her blouse and pulled don the skirt, leaving her in her bra and panties and nylons and shoes. "Everything!" was roared at her. Fiona couldn't help but cry a little. "Oh would you HUSH???" Fiona stood before the older vampire. Then she received a very close exam. She was measured everywhere in such an uncomfortably intimate way. At last the vampire barked, "Don your clothes! We will go talk to my errant son now."

Fiona ran over to be with Kristoff. He hugged her tightly and whispered, "Are you alright my sweet?" She nodded but he could see the tears streaming silently down her cheeks. He wiped them away and then spoke to his mother, "Maman, what did you do?"

"I simply looked the child over Kristoff; if you are to wed is it not only proper?" She looked at her son coldly. He nodded a yes.

"But Maman, must it still be done? I think you have frightened dear Fiona a bit." He stood his ground firmly as looked at his mother.

"Oh yes. It must. In order to prepare...things," she said offering Fiona her first smile. With that, she disappeared and became a wolf. Then she loped off to the south.

"Must we marry soon?" Fiona gazed up at Kristoff as she spoke. Kristoff shrugged and then spoke.

"I don't know. You are 16, but we've only just met. Plus, you haven't quite completed your transformation just yet. So we should have a few more meetings of this kind and perhaps some in your father's home. I was invited, remember?"

She grinned at him and nodded. Then she asked, "Ummm, how long does the hypnosis last?" She was incredibly nervous.

He looked off at the stars as he answered, "Only for as long as I am there. But now, you must be go back on your own. He will not remember anything. Good luck my sweet." He kissed her once more and then released her.

Fiona trudged home to face the music.