Vampire Sex16

Shelly's cheeks turned pink with life and it wasn't only my blood that nourished her, but my living sperm as well. That's not something they put in the movies, but my vampire girlfriend assured me it was true.

Secretly, I wondered if Shelly didn't have a serious sperm fetish, but either way, I wasn't complaining.

"And here's Robert when he had the chicken pox," Mom said. "It was just awful. All that itching. Like a big diaper rash."

"Oh." Shelly nodded.

"Right after that, let's see ... That's right. He fell out of a tree and broke his wrist."

"Ouch!"

"Such a clumsy boy." Mom clucked her tongue. "And then he had his tonsils removed when he was eleven."

"That's a lot of ice cream," Shelly said, smiling at me. "You look pretty cute."

"His father took this picture. Caught him flying right over the handlebars, see?"

How many mothers keep a photo album dedicated to illness and injury? Not many, I imagined, and I shuddered to think of Shelly's opinion. One natural disaster after another arra