Dreamer (a story) by rebecca bennett

[GothicCharm]

She was about eighteen years old, tall, slim. She had long hair down to her lower back and it was shining ebony. Her skin was pale but not too pale. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, he could imagine kissing her red moist lips, touching her round firm breasts and holding her whilst she slept. He only wished he could. Her name was Dru. Short for Drucilla.

 

The only problem with her, her only flaw was that she was a figment of his imagination. He could only look, not touch, not kiss. He sighed and sat back in his office chair, the big boss, he had really gotten someplace in life but he was unhappy, he had no interest for anyone except Dru, and she wasn't even real. Oh if only he could sleep now, sleep forever and ever. He just wanted to be with her, touch her, kiss her, hold her. Life had no meaning without her...then it hit him..life had no meaning.

 

He thought for a while. What could he do? Life without her was hell. He was in hell, this whole thing was a nightmare and soon, oh so very soon he would be back at home, just five more hours to go and he could be back in his bed. His warm, comfortable bed, with Dru.

 

Another thing about Dru, an irresistable factor, he didn't know what it was that made this factor so irresistable but it did. She was a vampire. And vampires stay beautiful forever, and ever. Her beauty was amazing, it only took one look to destroy a man. Many other men had dreamed of beautiful women but never as beautiful as Dru. Maybe others had, he had heard many a destroyed man mention the Dream Countess.

 

That must be Dru. The Dream Countess, ruling over men's dreams and making them dependant on her beauty. Wishing away the day so that she would visit in their dreams again.

[pattricia]

How romantic, that made me sweat a bit.!

[brisbane]

Very good, I was wanting it to carry on.

[GothicCharm]

well fear not brisbane cause theres another chapter!