Gerome [Public domain], via WikiPaintings
Much to my disappointment, they did not take me to their bed again. Even worse, sometimes the hairs on the back of my neck prickled. I understood what was going on, I was being paid to ignore my instincts. Curiosity rotted my brain, and before, where I didn’t notice their comings and goings, now I did. Now, I even trailed after them and noticed the direction that they took. Their movements were irregular, as if they knew they were under surveillance.
This is an original story, chronicling how three of the characters of my upcoming novelette, The Vampire’s Gallery, met. The modern Jafari (and the first two chapters of my upcoming novelette) are included in Short Smut, as “Internet Dating Bites.” What you missed of this story can be found here. It’s part of Six Sentence Sunday. Click the link for more awesome stories!
Please note: This is set around 1 BC, and is light when it comes to historical accuracy. I mean, no one’s going to whip out some matches or a PSP, but there are probably details I’ll get wrong.