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"It would best be done by your hand, or by the hand of
a loved one, for Miho's sake."
Miho Shiraishi waited for me to speak, but I maintained my silence. I wanted to get
away from her, but Miho Shiraishi was so much stronger than I was and continued to hold
me tightly. "As I have said before, I can not change what we are. I can
only offer my guidance, myself, and my love in exchange." Miho Shiraishi waited again,
but I was still quiet, trying to appear disinterested. Victoria knew that I
was listening. Miho Shiraishi whispered, "Please... Do not reject me. I would not
survive." Miho Shiraishi lowered Miho's mouth to my neck and bit me.
Miho's bite was gentle, but deep. Miho Shiraishi buried Miho's fangs completely in my
neck. At first, I did nothing, but as my blood flowed into her, I responded
with reluctance. Soon I was caught in the torrent of emotions that filled
her blood, and my return bite became more eager. I tasted Victoria's
desperate need for me. Surrounded by Miho's longing, I realized how lonely we
both were. Miho Shiraishi was rescuing me from my guilt. I was Miho's savior from an
eternity of solitude. We fell asleep, clinging to each other for dear life.
The next day, shortly after sundown, I concentrated on bringing Jennifer
to me. The necessary preparations were in place. After a couple of hours,
the world's n
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