She had done this.

She, Sally Yan, had brought this about. Lavinia, murmuring in her ear, “Fuckin’ wow, kid,” had been right when she said, you gotta lead.

Jesse, eyes shining and throat flawless, squeezed her shoulder. Walter, crying with shame, buried his head on Jesse’s shoulder. Would she find KerriAnne here? Probably not. This didn’t seem to be any kind of afterlife, just a world where good magic was dominant.

The little fairy zipped up and her heart danced. The perfect eyes looked into hers and, as if to delight her and for no other reason, the little raspy tongue licked her on the nose.

Then the fairy stopped being visible, though Sally was sure she was there. Pale morning dusted the distant sky.

But when her dazzled eyes looked to the poor fool who had started it all, she saw an empty body staring blindly at the sky.

Sally’s mouth twisted. She wanted to save everybody.

Did Rich Poore still live in the world of dread and shadows? Who else hadn’t allowed themselves to “come in?” Charla, Malcolm, Jeremy, Charity?

In a vision, she saw people she cared about walking rainy streets in a world getting ever more hate-filled and crazy, haunted by a vague sense that there was another world where things had gone a better way.

Sally Yan leaned into the arms of her wife and wept.

After a while, the tears swept into kisses so steamy that Sally looked around, blushing. And yes, Jesse, Walter and the others watched her, but their faces held tenderness. She continued to blush out of habit, but she didn’t need to hide from them.

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Lavinia said, “Guess what? You get to join us now, Tiger. No more halfway house. Full in. Don’t fuckin know what to call it anymore: not vampire, hardly. Don’t need to drink blood anymore. But join me.”

“With all my heart.” Sally lay back in Lavinia’s arms and tilted her neck.

But Lavinia just tickled her neck. “Got another way in mind, kid.” From her voice Sally knew Lavinia wore her wicked smile. “What are you going to…”

Lavinia grinned.

“Oh babe, not like that!? I can’t, in front of…”

“Hush.” Lavinia put a finger on her lips. “I don’t even have to pierce skin no more. And you will do this, right in front of everybody. Let ‘em all see you.”

She laid Sally’s head gently down and Jesse knelt behind her and cradled her. Oh dear.

But damn if she wasn’t getting turned on too.

Lavinia, fully in her dom self, undid Sally’s jeans and pulled them off. Sally was mortified to find that her panties (borrowed from Helga because her own had become unspeakable) were wet from lust … and from having peed herself. Why couldn’t things like that get left behind!?

Her groin stung as Lavinia pulled the panties off. Oh dear!

“I think you should put that cute, perky butt in the air,” Lavinia whispered in her ear.

Sally burned. Was Lavinia going to spank her in front of everyone??

But she felt Jesse’s calm respect and she burned with lust and for the first time in weeks, she sank fully into Lavinia’s power.

Lavinia did give her ass several swats which made her gasp and squirm. But those expert fingers were soon teasing her openings and she dissolved with wetness.

And then Lavinia’s mouth was on her. That mouth that had whispered her name in the night and told her secrets and kissed her passionately, that beloved mouth opened and a soft tongue caressed her. Helpless with passion and apprehension, she waited for Lavinia’s teeth…

But instead, a flood of sunlight filled her body, entering through that most intimate opening.

Not in her most sizzling, mind searing orgasms had she ever felt anything like that. She grabbed for it, pressed herself back with a wild grunt like any animal.

Surrendering utterly to her beloved, she became whatever vampires were in this new world.