Erin, walking down the memory lane: Backseat love
From Create Your Own Story
Sam takes out his flashlight and walks to the car. You stay behind to cover him. Despite the steam on the rear window you can see two silhouettes inside the car clearly kissing.
Sam taps on the window. It rolls down. Just for a second you have the impression that your partner’s face is shadowed by surprise. Sam turns to you, the frightful look has disappeared, maybe you’ve dreamt it. He turns back to the occupants of the car.
“What seems to be the problem officer? We weren’t doing anything wrong.”
The voice coming from the car is thin and young, a teenager girl probably no more than eighteen.
“Just routine check madam’” Sam’s voice is odd. He doesn’t seem to have his usual self confidence. The girl’s hand reaches out of the window holding the papers of the car. Her hands and Sam touch for a second. He seems electrified by the feeling.
“ Officer did anyone ever told you that this uniform fits you perfectly?”
The head of the second passenger is leanning against the headrest. The angle of the neck is not natural. It makes you shiver.
The girl goes one talking to Sam but you’ve lost the track of her rambling.
“I mean you look seriously hot in that, officer. Why don’t you come closer so I can check that belt of yours? “
You are slowly compelled to walk to the car in complete disregard of the procedure. You can’t take your eyes off the silhouette and the call grows stronger as you try to resist it.
“Note that I’m not interested by the belt but more by what it’s holding back. What a beautiful shaft you’ve got there, and it's pretty hard with that, come closer so I can taste it, it looks delicious…”
A small scream, coming from Sam, pulls you back on earth. You turn your head towards your partner. He is now leaning against the car his pants down, his hands on the roof. His dick is inside the girl’s mouth, something dark pours down the door.
“Sam! What the fuck are you doing?” you scream.
He turns to you, his blank look staring behind you as if you weren’t there.
“Can’t stop… Must please…” He mutters before falling to the ground.
The door opens. The girl gets out. Her mouth is covered in blood.
Without a look to your fallen colleague she stares at you. Her eyes burn with cold fire, she looks like a starving animal. She opens her mouth to howl in the night revealing a pair of serpent-like fangs.
What will you do?
Try to reach for your firearm and shoot her?
