Pam continued to suck and pull blood from the inner thigh of the woman on her desk. Some fangbanger looking to be bitten. She was some college girl from Northwestern University, sporting the purple t-shirt with the golden logo plastered across her breasts. She licked her lips and smirked as she dipped her head back to continue. The girl began to run her fingers in Pam's hair. {Oh, sweetness....yes} She arched a brow and peeked up from between her legs with hooded eyes. Lapping up the last bit of blood, she stood erect slowly. "Thank you, goodnight." Pam motioned her hands in a shooing notion as she seemed highly bored with her meal. The girl, disappointed grabs her things hastily and angry wanting to ask what happened but knowing better. After the door slams Pam's thoughts bring her to a while different era. She stares into space as the picture clouds her vision.
~May 20th 1937~
It was all over the news that Amelia Earhart would be taking off from Miami on June 1st, her passenger Fred Noonan. Pam was accustomed to shin digs such as these, always having the best richest tasting blood. She and Viktoria had been in the states for little over a year now, moving from state to state to avoid raising eyebrows. She and Eric would hunt, and do some pretty outrageous things but Viktoria...she was ruthless. And Pam loved it.
She wore her floor length dress that hugged her curves just right, her hair in a french twist above her head, the best jewelry.
Everyone was invited to the party, well not everyone. Pam had ways of securing invitations to the finest parties in the world. She made her way through the crowd looking for the female vampire that drove her crazy. She located her scent and followed. Already smelling the arousal on her. It was Viktoria's turn to procure dinner. She stopped and a grin crossed her lips as she watched her speak to the woman next to her. She approached slowly and smiled yelling above the chatter, waving a hand. "Viktoria! Darling! There you are." The woman and Viktoria turned around to face her. Both ladies stunning, but viktoria...Pam bit her lip at that dress. She turned to the woman. "Hello, and you are?" Viktoria smiled wider as she placed a hand on the womans back and extended her other to Pam. "Pamela, this is Katherine. Katherine, this is a great friend of mine Pamela." A brief lick of her lips she smiled and cocked a brow. "Kitty Kat Katherine....I like it." The woman smiled nervously and grabbed another glass of champagne as the waiter passed. She offered Pam one, and Pam shook her head slowly. "No thanks dollface, I'll have a drink later. Promise." She looked to Viktoria and winked.
~May 20th 1937~
It was all over the news that Amelia Earhart would be taking off from Miami on June 1st, her passenger Fred Noonan. Pam was accustomed to shin digs such as these, always having the best richest tasting blood. She and Viktoria had been in the states for little over a year now, moving from state to state to avoid raising eyebrows. She and Eric would hunt, and do some pretty outrageous things but Viktoria...she was ruthless. And Pam loved it.
She wore her floor length dress that hugged her curves just right, her hair in a french twist above her head, the best jewelry.
Everyone was invited to the party, well not everyone. Pam had ways of securing invitations to the finest parties in the world. She made her way through the crowd looking for the female vampire that drove her crazy. She located her scent and followed. Already smelling the arousal on her. It was Viktoria's turn to procure dinner. She stopped and a grin crossed her lips as she watched her speak to the woman next to her. She approached slowly and smiled yelling above the chatter, waving a hand. "Viktoria! Darling! There you are." The woman and Viktoria turned around to face her. Both ladies stunning, but viktoria...Pam bit her lip at that dress. She turned to the woman. "Hello, and you are?" Viktoria smiled wider as she placed a hand on the womans back and extended her other to Pam. "Pamela, this is Katherine. Katherine, this is a great friend of mine Pamela." A brief lick of her lips she smiled and cocked a brow. "Kitty Kat Katherine....I like it." The woman smiled nervously and grabbed another glass of champagne as the waiter passed. She offered Pam one, and Pam shook her head slowly. "No thanks dollface, I'll have a drink later. Promise." She looked to Viktoria and winked.