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line into oncoming traffic and a tear escaped his eye as the front end of his car crashed at high speed into the front end of a car being driven by a teenage girl and then they were both dead. Perhaps, as Jonathon said, it was just their time.
    Serena slipped her hand into Jonathon’s and gave it a quick squeeze. “What made you want to write?”
    Jonathon shrugged. “I don’t really know to be honest. I’ve always been creative, that’s for sure. Always painted or drawn or told jokes and stories of one place or person or another. One day I sat in front of a computer my dad bought me and started to type. Before I knew it I’d written a few thousand words about a young boy who’s turned into a vampire by the one person he loves and trusts more than anyone else in the world - his dad. When I read them back I knew I had something special. A good story on one hand and a place to release my innermost thoughts and feelings on the other.” He thought in that moment about his father and he thought about the computer on which he had written everything from day one. Hundreds and thousands of words on that one machine brought home by his father for no particular or apparent reason, not even because he loved his son, at least as far as Jonathon knew. He just brought it home and gave it to him. Jonathon had updated it several times of course, adding more power to an already powerful machine, but deep down it was still the same machine it always was and it was Jonathon’s good luck charm, if there was any such thing. He would write his stories about vampires and ghoulies and ghosties with bleeding hearts on it until it simply wouldn’t write anymore, and then he  would fix it and then he would write some more on top of that. The computer was the one good thing he remembered about his father. Maybe that’s the real reason he had held onto it as long as he had. After all, there wasn’t much else about his father worth holding onto. At least, nothing he could remember because even if there was it was taken from him that fateful night when two worlds collided in a way he could never have imagined.
    He turned to Serena. “What about you? What does a beautiful and seemingly innocent country girl want out of life?”
    Serena smiled. A beautiful and seemingly innocent country girl. “I want a man who will treat me right. One who will love me for all the right reasons and leave behind the bad ones for someone else to worry about.” She ran her hand along Jonathon’s forearm. It was strong without being too strong and soft without being feminine. She looked into his eyes. She could see the fire that burned bright for a future much better than the past. “I want someone successful. Not because of what comes with being successful, as nice as I’m sure that is, but because with success comes proof of that person’s desire to be more than they once were, and there’s nothing sexier in my opinion than someone who wants to be more than they once were, except perhaps someone who already is.”
    Jonathon’s heart beat at an almighty rate, pumping blood to all the right places. He saw in his mind’s eye Serena dropping her clothes to the floor, exposing her naked body to him. Her breasts were small and pert, her nipples strong and erect. She tossed her dark hair to one side and flashed her brilliant blue eyes at him in the hope she might tug at his heart as well as his cock. He reached out to her and stroked her bare skin. Goosebumps were raised all over her body. She closed her eyes and sighed. He leaned into her and pressed his lips to hers. She reached her arms around his waist and slipped her hands under his shirt. She caressed his bare skin and she moaned as he kissed her neck. They pulled themselves closer to each other and Serena felt the hardness of his cock against her. She danced against it, rubbing herself up and down the throbbing shaft that was aching to enter her. She moved her hands to the front of his jeans and pulled