JADFE, the erotica FK mailing list, is trying to move to a new mailing list and the listowner asked for a story to be dropped so she could test it.  Since I'd been thinking about this one for a while, I quickly typed it out and thought I'd share it here to.  It doesn't go into much detail, having been written in a rush, so be gentle ;-D (Gentle, after all, can be fun too<g>)

--Libs

THE AUDITION

By Libby Singleton

DISCLAIMER: The characters do not belong to me.  I promise to return them in a happier mood when I am finished.  Permission to archive to the JADFE, Rainbow Knights, and Cross-swords webpages ONLY.  Comments to LibRatsie@aol.com.  This wasn't meant to be high literature, and hasn't been beta read, so be kind....
 

     "So you are Urs, hmmmmm?"  Janette asked without looking up from her paper work.  She never
dreamed the mere transference of business ownership would require so many drab details.

     "Yes," Urs said, sounding rather nervous.  "I'm here to audition as a dancer, but I couldn't help notice the sign outside the main doors said The Raven is closed."

     "Only temporarily.  There's to be a new owner.  Since I'm not leaving until tomorrow night, I thought I'd make this as easy as possible for him although I question some of his planned changes. He's insisting on new dancers, so I offered to help find some ."  Looking up, Janette gave the blonde woman a close visual inspection.  Although Urs held her head and hands in a timid-like fashion, Janette could see in her eyes that she was far from innocent.  The older vampire immediately liked the younger, sensing a kinship would be found in Urs' past.

     Standing, Janette smiled sweetly as she placed two slender fingers gently beneath Urs' chin.  "So, I hear you sing as well as dance."

     "I... I have since I was a mortal," Urs murmured.  "I enjoy both."

     "You're trembling," Janette said, genuinely concerned.  "Do I intimidate you?"

     "No... yes... a little," Urs admitted.  "It's... it's just that you're so beautiful and graceful."

     Janette stepped back.  She noticed Urs' braless nipples distinctly beneath her tight silk blouse.  "And this bothers you?"

     "Oh, no, not at all!" Urs giggled.  "I'm not really use to being around other women of our kind.
Up until a month or so ago, I was running with a crew of all men."

     "Ahhhhh, I see.  Certainly fun ... for a time."  Janette stepped forward, breast to breast with the
younger vampire.  "But the companionship of women is also to be desired from time to time, yes?"

     Instead of moving away, Urs' smile broadened and her nipples hardened.  Janette kissed her on the lips, barely toucher them at first, then more firmly when no protest developed.  Janette felt Urs' arms envelop her, pulling her closer.  In turn, Janette gradually pushed Urs backwards, guiding her until the blonde woman's back was against the wall.

     Janette's lips traveled, kissing, to Urs' neck.  As she bit, her right hand slipped down to Urs' short
leather skirt before sliding under it to the delightful discovery there were no panties to fumble with.
Janette slid her fingers through the nest of soft, curly bush and into Urs' wetness, all the while rubbing the clit with her thumb.

     Urs moaned with pleasure as Janette drank deeply.  The woman she discovered through the blood was one on a quest.  As Janette expected, Urs' mortal past was miserable, filled brutal, barbaric men.  Even as a vampire, the young one could not find happiness despite a gentle, if immature master.  Sooner or later, Janette hoped Urs would find acceptance of who she was, lest she become as miserable as Nicolas could be at times.

     Janette pondered the wisdom of leaving one so vulnerable with a man so capable of games as LaCroix.  Yet, Janette believed, her own master was also on a search to find love within the lust he so freely gave.  Of course, he'd never admit this to anyone, even himself.  Urs' blood tasted of an understanding that could unquestionably give love to the right person even when it wasn't necessarily returned easily.  If nothing else, LaCroix would certainly be physically enthralled by the woman's sexual talents.

     Breaking away, Janette wiped the remain of blood from her lips as Urs nearly slumped to the floor, eyes glazed with pleasure.  "You'll do fine, my darling."

     "Don't I need to audition for you?"

     Janette kissed Urs' lips, whispering, "You just did."

THE END

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