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Her hand on his brow was cool and gentle. “Are you scared?” Allura asked him in a soothing voice. Alex shook his head no, mesmerized by her eyes, but in his mind he was screaming.



She leaned toward him. He tried to look away, but it was impossible to take his gaze from hers. He felt as though he were being drawn into the very depths of her eyes, until all he could see, all he was aware of, were her eyes. Red, so very red, like a fathomless crimson sea beneath a moonless sky.



He felt her hand at his neck, softly caressing it then leaning over him. He felt a brief, sharp pain, as though something had bitten him. Moments later, her gaze captured his once more. “Drink Alex.” He tried to look down to see what it was she was offering him, but he could not draw his gaze from her face. Something thick and warm dripped into his mouth. “Drink.”



Helpless to refuse, he did as asked and was immediately filled with a sense of euphoria. Warmth flowed through his veins, strengthening him, making him feel as though he could fly, as though he could soar high above the world. “Rest now, you have some changes coming tonight.”



He awoke to the singing of birds and the rattle of the morning paper hitting the front door. Once his eyes cleared and he could see his surrounding, he realized this was not his room, this was not his house. It was a large square room. A cheery fire blazed in a white marble fireplace. Thick carpets covered the hardwood floor. There was a large wardrobe made of cheery wood, the double doors carved with flowering vines, a matching vanity, and a dainty stool covered in burgundy velvet. Drapes of the same rich color were drawn back from the tall leaded windows, giving him a view of the lavish yard in the back.



He sat up in the large, high-posted bed and groaned a bit from a twinge in his neck. As her lowered his hand and lifted his head, he saw Allura standing in the door way with a smirk across her face. This morning she was clothed in a deep blue silk nightgown, her hair slightly untidy from the long night out.



“How did you sleep Alex?” He stared at her, confused and unsure of what happened the night before. “How did I get here? What happened last night?”, his voice almost cracking with fear. “Sweet, sweet Alex. No need to ask so many questions. The answers you seek will come to you tonight. But until then, you continue to rest, you look a bit peckish.” She smiled then turned and walked out, closing the door behind her. Alex could hear the small tink of nuts and bolts fasten into place as her locked the door and him inside.



He felt a bit panicked; he leaped from the bed, running towards the large windows. He pushed and tugged at them to get it to open, but his struggle was in vain. He stood there, looking out into the back yard. Large hedges stood, almost looming over a narrow walkway that seemed to go nowhere. He tried to follow the path with his eyes, but the clouds strayed from the sun, allowing the bright rays to shine into the window, in to his eyes. He quickly closed his eyes as a stinging sensation began to burn them. He stumbled backwards, into a dim corner, falling and hitting the wall. Firmly planted on the floor, he opened his eyes, blinking a few times, before the pain went away. ‘What in the hell was that all about?’ he wondered to himself. He tried to look out the window again, leaning over on the floor to peer out, but once the sun touched his eyes, the pain came back. He jerked back into the diffuse corner, rubbing his eyes. Once they were free from the pain, he reopened them. He looked around the window, found the sash that releases the drapes from their hold, he tugged it, causing the drapes to collapse and meet in the middle, hushing out the sun.

Allura stands nude in front of her mirror. Using her eyes to follow her curves from head to toe. She places a finger to her lip and her free hand on her hip. Allura raises an eyebrow to ponder which outfit she has delicately hanging in her closet would suit her mood and intention of the night. She removes her finger from her lip and gently caresses herself, starting with the nape of her neck and working her way down, around her soft subtle breast, past her navel and stops right above her pussy. She’s got it. She knows what outfit to wear.



Allura walks indolently down the sidewalk, eyeing those that dare glance her way. Mostly men stop and stare as she strolls past. They can’t help it. Allura has a certain essence about her, most can’t help but to stop and watch her. Her attire doesn’t help either. Her long, cascading black hair done up, in a tight little ball, with only a few strains allowed to flow down and caress her body. Her blouse is of a black silk fabric; see through except the fabric that hides her round, perky bosoms. The fabric flows with her body, stopping just below her navel. Her skirt is of the same fabric, with the same see through affect, except the garment stops just above her knees, and mid way down her thigh is when her milky white skin is visible.



She approaches her destination and with her small delicate hand, reaches out and turns the knob. Inside the air was stale, smelled of cigarettes and cheap perfume. But she shrugged to herself and thought, ‘This is a bar after all’. Her lucid, blue topaz colored eyes scans the bar and the occupied tables. She spy’s an empty table near the back corner and makes her way towards it, making sure to walk slowly and keep an eye on those looking her way. On her short jaunt to the vacant table, she noticed a handsome young man enthralled with her, she smiled to herself when she reached the table.



Allura sits; crossing her right leg over her left, making sure her position is aligned with the attractive young man’s view. A barmaid makes her way over to Allura and slightly bents down and asks, “Anything I can you Ma’am?” Allura looks to her with a faint smile and reply’s, “I would like a dry martini and please refresh that gentlemen’s drink on me”, she points over to the handsome young man sitting by himself two tables over from the bar, wearing the blue button up shirt. The barmaid smiles and nods her head then turns and walks toward the bar.



She returns to Allura’s table and sets her drink on the table before her, she smiles and nods a thank you to the barmaid. She watches as the barmaid approaches the young mans table, setting his new, cold beer on the table in front of him. He looks to her and smiles and as he reaches into his pocket to get his wallet, the barmaid stops him and points to Allura. He raises his beer in thanks and Allura does the same with her martini and smiles a shy, timid smile at him. She stares at him while sipping her drink. She watches the way he holds the beer bottle, the way his lip caress the opening. How his throat tightens and relaxes with each swallow. The way his deep hazel eyes almost glow in the dim lighting. The way his sandy brown hair bounces with each moment of his head. She’s pleased with this one. A sly smile caress her lips and he looks her way. She motions for him to come over and join her. He smiles and nods then gathers his things and stands. She watches him walk, the way he maneuvers in and out of the people and chairs in his way.

He approaches her with a grin and sets his things down on the table. She stands and holds out her hand, “I’m Allura”, the words seem to almost echo in his head, as her soft, sensual voice reaches his ears. He extends his hand and lightly seizes her hand and while softly shaking it he says, “I’m Alex, ‘Tis a pleasure to meet you and thanks for the beer”. Allura smiles and nods a welcome then gestures him to sit. As she takes her seat, he follows and takes his. He looks to her as he sips his beer then says, “You seems to be overly dressed for a place like this. With clothes like that you should be out at a popular dance club sitting in the V.I.P lounge”. She smiled once more and laughed softly. “I wanted to get out tonight. It’s been a little while since my last outing and if I was going out tonight, I wanted to look my best, but I’ll take that as a compliment”. He smiles and slightly shakes his head. The over the speaker, a song begins to play. Allura smiles and looks to him, “Will you dance with me? I really like this song”. Alex smiles back, “ But where would we dance? This bar doesn’t have much of a dance floor”. She grins and lightly touches his hand, “It doesn’t matter it there’s no dance floor at all. I would be willing to dance on dirt to this song”. He sighs and smiles then stands and offers his hand to hers. She looks up to him and smiles then places her hand into his, and the walk toward the small dance floor.



She guides his hands to her hips then places hers around his shoulders and presses her cheek to his. She closes her eyes and sings along to the song, whispering it in his ear, “It’s been seven hours and fifteen days since you took your love away. I go out every night and sleep all day, since you took your love away”, she hums the rest until the tale tell lyrics come, “ ‘Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you”. As she whispers alone with the song, her lips barely touch his ear, her warm breath dancing its way along his skin. They continue to dance until the song is over. Once it’s over, they both linger in their embrace for a moment longer, then Allura lets go and looks to him and smiles, “Thanks for the dance”, then turns and heads back to the table, he follows.



She sits once she reaches the table then turns to face Alex as he sits. He picks up his beer and takes a big swallow then sets it down and looks to her. He slightly tilts his head to one side and smiles softly, “ You have the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen”. She smiles a bit and tilts her head down to hide a blush, “Thank you, but you should see them in the moon light”. He reaches over and places a finger under her chin and moves her head up then locking his eyes with hers, “I would love to. Do you want to get out of here so I can take you up on that?” She grins and nods. She reaches to get some money she tucked into her shoe, but before she could get it, Alex tossed two twenty-dollar bills on the table and was already standing with his hand out to her. She looked up and smiles and took his hand in hers. They make their way out of the bar.



Once outside, he stops and turns her around then smiles, “Ah yes. I see. Your eyes look much better in the moon light”. She smirk’s a little bit and moves closer to him, “ You have to really see them, they’re breathtaking”. He smiles and places his hands on her hips then stares into her eyes. As a small cloud moves in front of the moon, blocking the dim light, Allura’s eyes begin to change. At first Alex thought it was just the shadows and continued to gaze into them. Allura’s eye became the color of gray storm clouds, then her pupils dilated and the white around them became a deep crimson red. Alex hadn’t noticed, for now he was under her spell.