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it. I searched the area. Voices of guys laughing came to me from somewhere further down. A bottle broke, and someone cursed another person out for it. I still couldn't see them. With my attention on righting the garbage and trying to be sure the guys I heard weren't headed my way, I didn't even hear the thing sneaking up behind.
    Like I said, in this neighborhood, you're scared of getting shot, not bitten. Yeah, you read that right. Bitten . The thing grabbed me before I knew what was happening. An arm wrapped around my waist, jerking me off my feet, a good foot higher in the air. Enough to get my neck right where it needed it.
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    A hairy hand with sharp claws covered my mouth and wrenched my head to the left. The arm at my waist forced me back against a body so unyielding and so massive, I started losing consciousness from fear alone. But my brain didn't have that much mercy. I stayed alert long enough to hear the predatory snarl and to feel the jagged teeth tear at my flesh. My scream was muffled. This thing was actually eating my neck, and as blood thick and warm ran down onto my favorite powder blue teddy, I couldn't help feeling relief that it wasn't my baby out here being mulled by a monster. That was my last thought before I blacked out.
    * * * *
    I woke up in a corn field. Not really. Mr. Jenkins had the nerve to be growing corn in his little yard, no bigger than a minute. I don't know, but maybe I got confused at some point and wandered over there looking for shelter. A person could hide in there if he wanted to. But that wasn't the craziest part, slipping across the alley to the neighbor's property instead of heading into my house to call 911. No, the part that had my ass freaking out, was that I was laying on top of a man. A naked man.
    With the early morning light beaming down on us, I got a good look. First he was white. There wasn't even a lightskinned person on my block. Then he had this wild silky black hair that must reach to his shoulders, but as it lay all about his head, I wasn't too sure. His lashes were so dark and long they looked fake. And his lips were a little thicker than any 8
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    white guy's lips I had seen. Made me wonder what it would be like to kiss him.
    Thinking that embarrassed and shocked me, so I continued my examination of this man I was stretched out on. His body was developed like one of those buff guys on steroids or something, but somehow I thought it was natural. And when I sat up, thinking I better get out of here, I got another shocker. His dick was rock hard, and it poked against my panties like it had found a home.
    I jumped up so fast, I fell over flat on my face. My head was spinning, and then I remembered that creature from the night before, how it had torn into my neck. I put a hand up and found a small wound and dried blood. Impossible .
    "Are you okay?" The man had awakened and was sitting up just as calm as you please watching me make a fool of myself, while he was the one butt naked. I scrambled away on my hands and knees. Dirt stained my teddy and went up my fingernails. I was destroying Mr. Jenkins' corn, and if I didn't get out of there quick, he was liable to bring out a bat and beat me to death. Crazy white guy could die alone.
    Not daring to look back, I stood and made for the gate. As soon as I got it unlatched, a hand came down on my shoulder. I screamed. For the second time, a hand covered my mouth and I was lifted off my feet. Without so much as a by your fucking leave, the stranger carried me across the alley, up the steps and into my back door. When he dropped me to turn and lock the door, I dug out my sharpest knife and turned on him. "Who the hell are you 9
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    and are you the fuck that made that ... that thing attack me last night?"
    "I'm sorry," he said gently.
    I wanted to cuss him out. I didn't need his sorry. But my head was spinning faster. My knife wavered.

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