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the streets of Chicago expertly, flying down the side streets at an easy 90 miles an hour, not appearing concerned at all that pedestrians or other vehicles might at any moment come into our lane. I was enjoying the feel of his hard muscled back pressed up against my chest, the planes of his abs under my hands , when we were suddenly home.
    We pulled up to a mansi on straight from the Columbian e xposition that was set right in Hyde Park. It’s a two story house built of old stone blocks and brick. The property is surrounded by a black wrought-iron fence, which opened upon our arrival. I didn’t notice that William had hit anything to trigger the door to open, and I wondered vaguely if he had some sort of transmitter in his bike to open the gates at his arrival. The front of the house has a huge front entrance with four large stone stairs leading up to an over-sized front door.  The house is both beautiful and foreboding at once.
    William slowly rode around to the back of the house and took the bike into a separate brick three car garage. The garage housed another bike identical to the one we were on, a 2011 Audi R8 that boasted a massive V10 engine and could go from zero to sixty in 3.7 seconds, and a black 2012 Supercharged Range Rover Lux HSE.
    “Wow, someone sure likes their cars to come with a lot of speed . . . and the color black.”
    William just smiled a full bright smile this time and told me to follow him into the house.
    “Come on, I’ll show you to your new room so you can clean up. Then we can talk while we wait for Ana.”
    He led me through the amazing library I had been in earlier; even this didn’t hold enough awe to distract me from the idea of a hot shower and just washing this night away. William led me up a set of stairs that I hadn’t noticed earlier, and we came to a large bedroom that was easily double the size of the one I had at home, and I enjoyed a large bedroom at home. I kept going until I came to a bathroom that boasted a bath worthy of Rome. The bathroom is the size of most normal bedrooms . It is covered in smooth white brick that made it appear open and almost gave it an air of being outdoors in the moonlight. I took a quick shower instead of the bath I really wanted, so I could get back downstairs quickly.
    As I was drying off I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Well, I guess that one’s a myth. Then I caught myself and stared ; that couldn’t be me. It was me, but not. My skin was so smooth and was starting to take on a slightly paler sheen than I’d ever had before. I still had my olive complexion, but it was almost as if I had a slight glow now. My hair was smoother and shinier than I’d ever been able to get it before . I t was a deep chestnut brown that had natural red highlights shimmering throughout. My eyes were a bright emerald green, with no hint of black to them, most likely from the feeding earlier tonight. Where before I’d just thought of myself as short and voluptuous, now I j ust looked down right seductive. My shortness now looked petite and sexy; my curves no longer looked like too much on me but made me appear feminine and alluring. My breasts were round and full, my hips curvy and attractive.
    I quickly changed clothes into a pair of black yoga pants and thin blue T-shi rt, which I found in the closet. I made my way downstairs to find William and Ana. I found William sitting at the kitchen table; he had a cup of coffee sitting in front of him and a fresh pot still brewing in the kitchen. The smell was intoxicating . I lived off coffee at home ; there was nothing better to help wake you up or calm the nerves than a cup of strong black coffee.
    “I wasn’t sure if I’d still be able to drink coffee,” I said with a smile.
    “You can’t, I just love the smell of it,” William replied as he lifted the mug and took in a deep breath of the strong aroma.
    I was unexpectedly taken aback at this and all of my losses were once again flooding back to me.