Free Tag, The Vampire's Game by Elixa Everett

there would be bills waiting to be paid. Putting down her cup of coffee, she snatched up the mail.
    Electric bill, telephone bill, junk, junk, junk, the final flyer caught her eye. Flash Studios.
    Welcome to Flash Studios. At Flash we specialize in erotic photos, for all occasions. So let go of your inhibitions and book an appointment for an erotically charged photo session you won't soon forget.
    Sabrina had seen pictures that some of her co-workers had taken from studios such as this. Glamour, erotic, ego boosting pictures. Some people even posted highly seductive pictures on their Facebook pages. She had thought it was somewhat inappropriate but she had to admit many were quite nice, some even tactful. Every inch of cellulite, every imperfection, simply airbrushed away. She had heard from many people who had photo's like this done, that the experience really did make you feel like an enchantress.
    Laughing to herself, Sabrina had a hard time associating the term enchantress to herself.
    She picked up her coffee cup and sat down at the kitchen table flipping the flyer over looking for rates. They were quite reasonable. Besides, when it came down to it, who could put a price tag on an ego boost right? She sure as hell could use one after the past week she had.
    Sabrina went to the kitchen phone and dialled the number listed on the back. She was about to hang up, but on the fifth ring someone answered. A man by the name of Victor, he had a deep and seductive voice that made her quiver just hearing it. They had an appointment available for Tuesday evening, 9pm, of the following week. She felt good about this. It was about time she did something to make herself feel good for a change.

    Victor could not seem to get the telephone call from earlier that evening out of his head.
    There was nothing unusual about the call, but the woman on the other end seemed. Sad.
    He couldn't quite put his finger on it but something about her drew him to her. His mind kept dwelling on her words and the sound of her voice on the other end of the telephone.
    His client breezed past him, clearly disappointed he didn't make a pass at her during the shoot. She was hot he certainly would admit that. Victor imagined that men regularly fell to her feet, begging to give her a go. Perhaps he might have, he wasn't one to turn down a hot woman, but his mind was too wrapped up in that woman from the telephone call.
    Sabrina.
    The client who had just left was the last appointment of the evening so he escorted her out and locked up after her.
    He walked around the large black marble front counter and into his office.
    The office contained a bar fridge where he had bottles of blood stored away. Striding over he bent and pulled one from it.
    He had to get to know the caller and he simply couldn't wait until her appointment. He wasn't known for his patience. In all his two hundred years on earth, he had never had a pull or desire to know someone like the pull he had for her.
    One of the greatest benefits to being a vampire was the special power that many obtained upon turning. In most cases, the ability was linked to a skill they may have had prior to being turned.
    Not long after he was turned he discovered he had the ability to dreamwalk into humans dreams. Lately, however, he was also able to read the minds of humans he had physical contact with, if he chose to. Generally, he chose not to. Sometimes the temptation was just too great however.
    Got to get to know her, his mind wouldn't let up on him on the issue.
    He walked over to the leather sofa in the back of the room. He finished off the bottle of blood then lay down on the sofa. Closing his eyes he focused on her voice as he drifted off to sleep.

    Sabrina found herself in a wooded clearing. She was alone. Looking down at herself she noticed she was wearing an elegant robe made of white lace. The breeze was strong enough that the flimsy lace was no protection from the wind as it blew against her causing the