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    January 19th, 2019 at 05:07pm
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    Clara was standing back stage in her laced up outfit. The buckles on the shirt not strapped up all the way revealing the swell of her breasts. She wore lace black panties that were all straps in the back and her heels were strapped on around her ankles. She was about to go out on the pole and dance. She was less into stripping than she was dancing and she was really good at dancing. But there were days she needed to strip. Luckily today was not one of them. She was standing behind the velvet curtain and looking out at the crowd sitting at booths and tables some drinking and talking, others alone, some intent some not really paying attention.

    Clara's job was to gather all their attention onto her. The music started and she slipped out from behind the curtain as the lights started to rise. Her heels clicked against the floor. She walked over to the pole and circled it before facing the audience. She slid down the pole a hand above the pole the other running down her body and between her legs as she made eye contact with the audience. She slowly came back up her hand running down her back as her bottom slid against the pole up into the air. Her hands ran down her legs and traced the strap at her ankles. She looked up at the audience her hair flipping behind her before whipping up as the music's tempo increased. She spun around grabbing onto the pole wrapping her leg around it. The moment momentum spun her around and she pulled herself up on the pole spinning around it her other leg coming up above her head and around the pole. She let her hand drop and she dropped looking at the audience upside down. She grabbed the pole and lifted both her legs over her head coming down onto the floor. She came up looking at the audience. The music pounded like her heart as she moved back to the pole. she pulled don it letting it slide between her breasts. She ran her leg up the pole and her body lean back before she rolled her body to the pole and flipped her hair to the side and her eyes connected to a dark and handsome man in the back of the club. She bit her lip her calm heart skipping a beat. When did he show up and how did one look cause her to feel like putty.

    Her dance went on until the song came to a finish. Tips were placed in the jars and she took the bottle at the end and went back into the back. She went to her dressing room and flattened out the money storing it in her bag before she undressed and pulled on her street cloths. She sighed looking at the time. It was late and she grabbed her bag pulling it over her shoulder and slipping out the back door. That man was on her mind again. She has seen him before, several times actually and he always seemed to show up when she was around but she never stayed to see if he did. She left after her shifts always finishing with the dances though here soon her boss was wanting her to do the lap dances after her dance, he swears she would get more tips that way but it always made her feel weird to do it that way but she might not have a choice here soon. Clara walked down the back ally into the street passing the street lamp and heading towards the bus stop.
    January 27th, 2019 at 07:44pm
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    Caleb couldn’t stop thinking about that woman. Her eyes, her smile, her body, the way she moved, how it would feel to have her in his arms, how it would feel to press his lips to her neck, to slowly tease her with kisses, small nips, before sinking his sharp fangs into the side of her neck, drinking her blood. He imagined how her blood would taste. Would it be sweet? He imagined it would be as sweet as she was to other people. He smiled as he walked down the street, away from the club that she danced at to something more mellow. A place ran by vampires for the vampire community but humans usually found their way inside. Some vampires used them as blood bags, others used them for partners for the night, some ignored them while others simply wanted to talk to them. It was a mixed place. Caleb walked inside, and over to the bar, a human man and woman were seated next to him. The woman winked at him. He smiled, flashing his fangs at her. She gasped, quickly back to her companion, whispering that they needed to leave, she sensed evil in that place. Caleb smirked into his drink. A Bloody Mary. Maybe quite literally, the bartender liked women named Mary for some odd reason but he changed it up every once in awhile.

    The door opened and closed as the couple rushed out. He smirked as he downed the rest of his drink, the blood warming his body, if only for a few moments. It reminded him of what it was like when he was human. When he could feel the sun on his skin, see the colors of the world, enjoy everything the day time has to offer. It brought back such fond memories, memories of him and his wife, of their children, of his friends, of what he used to do and who he used to be. He sighed as he slid the glass away and stood up. He nodded at the bar tender before turning and walking out of his eighteen hundreds styled bar. He walked with haste, the sun would be up soon and he could not afford to be caught in it but he could not be caught running home as fast as he could. That would be the Last thing he needed. He was walking so fast and too lost in his thoughts that he didn’t Clara walking in the opposite direction, till it was too late. She landed flat on her behind. Caleb stopped and helped her up.

    ‘I’m sorry my dear. I did not mean to knock you down. Do forgive me,’ he told her, before walking around her and continuing on. He would’ve loved to stay and chat with her but the sun was already beginning to rise. He could feel his skin slightly burning as he rushed home, no longer caring if any prying eyes saw. He unlocked his door and ran inside, his skin still sizzling and burning from the slight exposure. He sighed as he walked further into his place. Well it used to be his makers place. It was built back in the 1700s. It was burnt down by his maker shortly after his maker made him but he had it rebuilt only about a few years ago. It was such a beautiful place once that he had to restore it to its former glory. Louis did not want anything to remind him of his maker so he let Caleb take it. He’s been living there ever since.

    It was such a beautiful place. When he restored it, he stayed true to how it was before. It took him many years to find authentic pieces of furniture, rugs, paintings, etc to completely restore the house but he completed it to his liking. It was not as Louis had it so many centuries ago but it did keep its old timely look. He was cut off from the city, surrounded by woods, no neighbors in sight. He preferred it that and has for a long time but something about Clara called to him. He wanted to speak to her again, to see her. He would but not until night. Truly sad, he couldn’t walk among the mortals. Oh how he missed it. He sighed and walked upstairs to his room to rest until the moon and stars shined their light on this beautiful city. Until tonight my dear Clara.
    January 28th, 2019 at 05:00am
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    Clara gasped as she was just about to move to the bus stop when a man came out of no were bumped into her. she fell back looking up. It was him. The man that had been there at her dance. She had gotten called back to the club to help with an issue with one of the new girls for a while. It was really early, or late depending on how you looked at it. Clara bit her lip looking over his caramelized skin. It was the kind of natural color that didn't require the sun to glow. she looked up into his deep stunning eyes and let him take her hand to pull her up. He apologized but before she could get in a peep otherwise he was taking of down the other side of the walk. Clara watched him go and frowned. He had a wife to be sure. She bit her lip and sighed. Of course he had a wife or some other reason he was in the club so late in the night watching her. She shook her head. Good men were not the kind to hang out in strip clubs.

    Clara moved to the bus stop and sat down just in time for the bus to pull up a moment later. She got on and slipped into a seat. Yawning she was ready for the short nap she would get before she had classes that afternoon. Clara wasn't planning to be a stripper all her life but she didn't see any other way to live and take college classes without stripping. Perhaps she had the wrong thing but still she was going to do whatever it took. Clara got home walking up the stairs and turned the key. She bit her lip and slipped into the dark house. She yawned and locked the door leaning back into it tossing off her shoes. She dumped her bag onto the bench and moved into the bedroom stripping off tossing each layer into the hamper and moved to the shower. She cleaned before pulling on a large white teeshirt and crawling into bed.

    Clara was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow and didn't move until her alarm screamed at her. She jumped up startled hitting the snooze button and sighing. She rubbed her eyes and got up out of bed. She dressed hurrying to the kitchen and making some food. Clara hurried and ate before grabbing her bags, one for school and one for work that night. She ran out the door locking it behind her and just barely catching the bus. Clara was in her seat just as the teacher began the lesson. She pulled out her supplies and scrambled down some notes as she started to settle into her seat relaxing.

    The day went as most do. She had time for homework, dinner and some coffee before she went to work. Clara walked into the staff entrance and into her dressing room. She stripped off before grabbing her work outfit for serving drinks that had a hardly sheer top over the nipple covers. She pulled her hair up into that sexy pony tail and slipped out to the bar. "Hey Tony." she said to the very gay bartender. He chuckled and smiled. "Hey lovely. Section 3 tonight." he said and she smiled nodding grabbing the tray and loading it with waters as she and Tony gossiped a little about the night so far and the regulars. She had the dark corner were there were usually the creeps that liked to jack off or grab the girls but they tipped like mad drunks. Clara headed back and started her rounds.
    February 6th, 2019 at 12:49am
  • Sean and Kaycee

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    Caleb sighed as he walked through his masters old home, thinking about Clara. She was a beauty that was for sure. She reminded him of a woman he knew over a hundred years ago. Her name was Rachel and she was a stunning creature. Long black hair, eyes so dark they were almost black, skin so white she reminded him of freshly fallen snow. He had seen her around the bar he frequented. She was a server, she brought the men their drinks and made sure they didn’t harass the whores or the staff too much. He had taken a liking to her and she to him. Days, weeks, months went by in a blink of an eye. He fell in love with her but sadly she was taken from him by the man who made his master. He noticed that she was the reason he was holding onto his humanity so tightly for, so he killed her. He drained every last drop from her body. He made him watch him do it.

    He brushed away the blood stained tear that rolled down his cheek away before he shook the memories away. His Rachel was what attracted him to Clara in the first place but Clara was different. The two were so similar in looks, yet so different in life. He walked into his bedroom, to sleep and get ready for when he would see his Clara again.



    Hours had passed and soon night had fallen over the city. He pushed the lid of his coffin to the side and got out. Within a few minutes, he was dressed, fed and ready to go visit Clara’s nightclub. He walked out of his house, toward the city. He enjoyed walking at night, the fresh breeze among other things. The only thing he despised about the night was the inability to see colors, like how they are in the sunlight. The waters blue to him is a inky black, the green grass much the same. Buildings look grey and dull to him as he passed them by. He missed the little things his dear Clara gets to see everyday but never really notices. He misses a lot of things from his past but now is not the time for such things.

    He walks a little faster to get to the club not to far from the edge of the city. Soon he was inside the place which smelt of drugs, booze and sex. He rolled his eyes before he went and sat down in the darkest corner of the place, in hopes Clara would be here tonight.

    He picked up the menu, looking at the many drink and food choices that decorated the book. The food disgusted him but the drinks he could manage. He scanned the drinks until he found the one that fitted him nicely, a Bloody Mary. Yes, that would do him nicely. He waved down a waitress, ‘I’ll have a Bloody Mary, please and thankyou...miss,’ he paused briefly when he noticed it was Clara who had walked over to him.
    February 19th, 2019 at 04:15am
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    Clara was walking around her section catering glasses and cleaning of unused tables. She would stop and grab an order from a table thankful for the lack of oddities tonight. Perhaps it was that they were already drunk and docile. She liked those nights where the alcohol already took the fight out of the men. Some men of course didn't react the same way to alcohol.

    Clara came over to one of the tables with a couple young boys that looked like they were here for the weekend from a college campus. She hoped it wasn't hers and was glad she at least didn't recognize them. It was the alcohol in them that she despised. She was taking their order and everything was fine until she turned to get her tray and put in their order and she felt the hand on her ass. She was tempted to lash out with anger but it would get her nowhere. So she slowly hoisted the tray and turned as his hand fell away. She leaned into the young boy. "Listen carefully..." she paused her eyes like fire and her voice dripping honey. "If you ever put your hands on me again you won't be coming back to this place and you will be gone quicker than you could finish a beer." she grinned as she stepped back. "So sit back and enjoy watching the entertainment." she patted his cheek before turning away from him. She cleaned another couple tables to help calm her nerves.

    Clara was on her way back to the bar with a tray full of glasses and a few orders. She saw the hand calling her over to the table and slipped over to the table. Setting the glasses down and grabbing her notepad she turned to him. It was him the man who's eyes touched. She swallowed and wrote down his order with the others though she would have no problem remembering. Clara looked down at her pad as if nothing bothered her. "Anything else?" she asked and looked up at him their eyes meeting and her skin shivered. She bit her lip gently slipping her notepad away. She placed the glasses on the tray against her hip. She wondered how he would react with her so close and her attention on him. Would he freeze and this would become weird real quick, would he become a jerk and touch what wasn't touchable, would he be as sooth a talker as her fantasies had had her to believe, or was there something more about him she couldn't even imagine.

    Clara at least hoped for something to finally curb the mystery for her admirer. He always showed up at her shifts. She was sure this was a surprise for him to see her here tonight instead of up on the the stage. She realized she was still bitting her lip and let it go the warmth of her lip telling her how red it had become. Her skin seemed to share the warmth as the moments passes waiting to hear from the man she had been feeling like fate was teasing her with.
    February 23rd, 2019 at 04:12pm
  • Sean and Kaycee

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    Caleb looked over at Clara, a small smile on his lips, ‘yes I would like to know if you have anything to eat. I'm a bit hungry,’ the menu below him on the table only had drinks of all kinds, water, soda, alcohol but no food. He was wondering if there was a separate menu with food on it or not. If not that is not a problem. He will simply eat later then. He doesn't have to eat human food and it does not taste like ash to him but it does help keep his hunger at bay.

    He was feeling particularly hungry at the moment but he did not want to hunt and he did not want risk hurting anybody by his hunger getting out of control, ‘anything miss Clara? Burgers, fries, pizza, anything?’

    He looked up at her with his mismatched multi colored eyes. His trance was broken when a nearby waitress walked over and handed him a menu, completely cutting Clara off and shoving her to the side. The woman leaned closer to him so the top of her breasts was showing, ‘I couldn't help but overhear. She's new. She doesn't really know much. I know more. I trained her. We have food. We have burgers and fries. I can get you an order if you'd like?’

    ‘Yes I would like an order but from Clara.’

    ‘Like I said she doesn't know much but I can do it for you,’ she leaned a bit closer so the table caught the edge of her shirt and pulled it down a bit more.

    ‘Yes I understand that but I would like Clara to do this please.’

    ‘She’s a nobody. I'm much better,’ she purred, leaning closer to him, flashing him a seductive smile, her eyes glazed over with lust.

    ‘What's your name?’

    ‘My name is Blue.’

    ‘Well blue I'm sure your a nice woman but I'm not interested. I want Clara to continue being my waitress. That was rude how you shoved her to the side and don't pretend like I didn't notice that or that you did it and it was rude how you butted into a conversation that did not include you. If she needed help, she could ask but until that time came, you did not need to do what you did. Now if you'll excuse us, I would like to get back to my conversation with the lovely Clara. Thank you for your time. Goodnight.’

    Blue stood up, turned and stomped away, glaring at Clara until she mixed in with the crowd.

    ‘Now as I was previously asking you, did you have any food here in this bar miss Clara?’ He smiled up at her, glad to be rid of that rude woman who had no business butting into a conversation that clearly did not warrant her attention.
    March 9th, 2019 at 02:23am
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    Clara chuckled as he asked about their food in the way he did. She was about to answer when Blue pushed her out of the way making the glasses clang on the tray. She huffed and set it down on a nearby table. Clara stood there as Blue talked with the man and surprisingly he asked for her. If she really thought about it she shouldn't be surprised but she was. Clara decided to stand there for a while to see how this played out. Blue looked at her with distain and Clara smiled. "Maybe next time you will learn not to take over other people's tables, I think you have a fare few of your own that need to be addressed anyways." she said and smiled as she stormed off in her childish petty party. Clara turned back to the man.

    "Sorry about Blue, she's a tad aggressive but her life isn't moving much farther than this job and she's a little jealous." Clara shrugged. "Now to answer your question. Yes we have bar food, the regular burgers, wings, fries and the likes but a surprising amount of healthy food like caesar salad and such if you are into that." she said. "Okay but I have to know. You don't come for the food and drink I am sure there are much better places around here. I have been to several myself, and I see you every time I have a shift so why are you here?" Clara bit her lip then shook her head. "I'm sorry never mind." She picked up the tray. "I will let you look over the menu and be back with your drink." she said and slipped into the crowd her heart hammering in her chest. She somehow was more nervous talking to this man than she was stripping mostly naked on a stage in front of a pack of wild animals.

    Clara set the tray down and gave Tony the orders for drinks and the cooks the food order. She cleared off her tray and loaded the food and drinks, calmer now and glad she had taken the break from the man that made her feel like a bundle of nerves. As she loaded his bloody marry she bit her lip. It was an odd drink for a guy like him. Clara headed to tables dropping off drinks and food coming back to the man in the dark corner last. She sat the drink down in front of him. She could feel his eyes on her the entires time she had been in the section of tables. Clara set her empty tray down and took out her pad. "Did you find something that looks appealing on the menu?" she asked and finally looked up at him their eyes meeting and it went straight to her gut. How could he o that to her with just his eyes. It wasn't that he was handsome it was something deeper, something that she had no words for that drove her crazy. Who was this man and why did he create this reaction inside her, why did she feel like all she wanted to do was to be near him and get to know him?
    March 9th, 2019 at 07:57pm
  • Sean and Kaycee

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    ‘My dear if my presence makes you uncomfortable and you feel like I am bothering you, I can go and find somewhere else. I do not wish to make you uncomfortable or creeped out. I simply liked watching you dance and watching the way you talk and handle yourself. It’s fascinating and a breath of fresh air. I don’t know, you make me see things, feel things that I haven’t felt in a long time but you don’t wish to hear about this. Tell your friend Blue I am sorry for hurting her feelings and I am sorry for wasting your time,’ he handed Clara a hundred dollar bill, ‘goodnight dear,’ he stood up and walked to the exit.

    He walked outside in the night time air, made sure no one was watching before he took off down the street. He was home within the blink of an eye. His heart hasn’t beat for hundreds of years but tonight it throbbed with pain. He hadn’t meant to make dear Clara feel uncomfortable around him or creeped out by him. He was just drawn to her. He wasn’t there because he wanted something from her but because she reminded him if his beloved who is long gone but at the same time she is so different from her. She reawakened his dead heart and added some new feelings mixed in with the old.

    He felt bad also about hurting that other woman’s feelings but she shouldn’t have butt into his and Clara’s conversation. Blue is a beautiful woman but she’s ugly inside. She treats people horribly and acts like she can get whatever she wants. He hopes she wakes up and stops treating people they way she does and stop acting the way she does. He sighed as he shed his clothes on the way to the shower.

    He leaned under the hot water, trying to forget Clara but it was impossible. She wouldn’t get out of his head and neither would his beloved. They both plagued him as he showered. He got out minutes later, dressing and heading to the library to read. He read for hours, all the way until night turned to day.

    Once it did, he walked to his room and he slipped into his coffin, he pulled the lid over himself, sealing him away in the darkness. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. He couldn’t go out and he was feeling quite tired. As soon as he closed his eyes, dreams of his beloved started drifting through his mind. Good dreams soon turned to hellish nightmares that had him shoving the lid of his coffin off him. He didn’t need to breathe, yet he felt himself take in gulps of air, trying to breathe, he was having a panic attack. He hadn’t had one since he was younger and human. It took awhile before he calmed down but once he did, he couldn’t sleep. He sighed.
    March 10th, 2019 at 02:58pm
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    Clara frowned as he spoke. She shook her head trying to get a word in but then he gave her money and left. She looked down at it and realized that was all she was here. She was just a stripper that could be paid off. She huffed and pocketed the money starting to clean up her section. She went all night not able to think about anything but the man who's name she still didn't catch. The looks and touches through the night made her stomach roll and just adding to her confusion. By the time the night was over her hopes of him returning were dashed and she forced herself to return home. When she crawled into bed for a little rest she struggled tossing and turning for the little amount of time she got to sleep.

    Clara went to school but spent her day in a haze hoping of all things that she would see him but she had an odd schedule tonight and would be off by the normal time she would be getting into work. Clara went to work spending the night searching the faces for one man. Every time she would see someone leaking int he edges that was built similarly her heart would jump but still no sign of him. Clara was back in her changing room pulling on her street cloths before she knew it the desperation to see this man again weighing in her heart like a river rocks. Clara stepped out the back and breathed in the night air walking and looking up at the night sky. It was the most beautiful time of night and she was lad to be able to get to experience it but as she walked out of the ally way she ran into someone and started to fall back.

    Clara felt the arms around her and she clung to the man looking up at him and gasping. She held his shirt a little tighter. "It's you. Don't run." she said shivering in his arms. When she was righted again evenly on her feet. "Please stay. I didn't get to say anything last night. I don't want you to think I am frightened..." She closed her eyes and gently shook her head. "I mean I am but not for the reason you think." she said looking up at him. She didn't know this man and yet she was going to spill everything to him in the alleyway behind the strip club were she works.

    "I am afraid of the way you make me feel." Her fingers curled against his shirt grabbing his shirt like she could make him stay by holding him like this. "It's the way you look at me... You look at me like a lover gives a million kisses. It scares me because I don't know you and yet you cloud my mind. I don't know what to do about it." she looked up at him her eyes searching his and bitting her lip. "I've never felt anything like this. Please." She looked up at him with such conduction and intensity, she needed him to comfort her. "Tell me it's not just me. Tell me I'm to crazy and that you feel something even close to this." she pleaded.
    March 10th, 2019 at 07:37pm
  • Sean and Kaycee

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    ‘Clara your not crazy. You are not imaging anything. I am glad I don’t frighten you in the way I thought. I’m glad that I can make you feel such things. It has been such a long time since I’ve held a woman like yourself, since I’ve seen one so radiant and so sure of herself and so confident, it has been so long since I wanted to be with somebody as badly as I want to be with you. I do not know you well but I want to.’

    He smiled down at her. Her long brown hair framed her rounded face just the right way, her eyes were shining with lust and with love. Her lips were pouted, wanting to kiss him. He raked his eyes down her face and down her body which quivered against his.

    Caleb reached up and ran a finger over her eye, down her cheek, over her moist lips, down her chin to her neck. He brought her close to him, ‘you want to be with me Clara? You want to kiss me and hold me, love me. You want all that? Or is this some lustful action?’

    He pulled back some to look into her gorgeous eyes, ‘tell me Clara. Tell me everything you feel. You are holding back some things. Tell me everything my dear,’ he told her as he backed up to lean against the alley wall behind him. It was not the most sanitary of all walls but he tired of standing and wanted to rest.
    March 19th, 2019 at 04:23am
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    March 26th, 2019 at 11:28pm