Dinakar Reddy

Thriller

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Dinakar Reddy

Thriller

Date Night

Date Night

2 mins
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It was not the first time for me to go for a long drive on a date night.

This time it was different.

He is empirically sexy and his white chest made me mad for a lovemaking session. We met in a pub at late night and his voice is so husky.

We have taken this date night to be a wild one.


He said he owns a farmhouse away from the city.

You know I follow #1 dating rule is the first date is not sex date. But he is irresistible. 

Come on Ritu. You can 't miss him. I reminded myself.

He is appearing like a complete dish to me.


When we are about to reach the farmhouse he stopped the car and told me he wanted to have a cigar.

He stopped the car and I was just shocked after getting out.

When I turned around there was no cigar with him. I felt shocked and asked what happened?

He is silent. The darkness making everything doubtful. He came close to me and put his hands on my waist.

He bent his head towards my bosom and started smelling. 


I felt fear and lust at the same time. I mean who will directly go there without kissing.

Is he more hungry than me?

He came close to my neck and hugged me tightly.

Man, is he built with iron?


He started biting on my neck.


I slapped on his face and pushed him away. I started shouting and ran towards the farmhouse.

I have understood, he is a vampire and I have to kill him before the sun rises otherwise I too become one.

I searched my purse, There is no garlic.


I mean who will carry garlic on a date night?

I scolded my self for the condition I have created and searched for garlic in the farmhouse. There is a garlic paste packet in the almirah.


I had my doubts. Why would a vampire maintain garlic paste? He stopped the car because garlic paste is inside?

I came out and ran towards the road and he is waiting there.


Like they show in Vampire based movies, I just threw all the garlic paste on him.

I thought he will burn so that I can kill him. But nothing happened.


He said he is not a vampire. I don't know how to clean garlic paste now.

We both went to the farmhouse. He went to the bathroom to clean the garlic paste on his face.


There was a book on his dining table "#1 Guide for Vampires to fight with Garlic Paste and other materials".

My eyes started searching for windows to jump. 


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