The Vampire Girl (chapter 3) - Sex Stories

The Vampire Girl (chapter 3)

... started saving the Love making for really special times and not just at the end of every day or even every date. My two weeks’ notice ended and I turned in my resignation. I went home as happy as I could be. When I walked through Penelope’s front door, she called me into the kitchen. She greeted me with a really big kiss and I had a funny feeling about the kiss; not a bad feeling—just that there was motive behind it. I asked her how her day was and she said it was ‘fine’. I asked if there was something wrong and she said she needed a ‘huge favor’. I said, “Anything for my baby!” She asked me if I could pick up something from the store for her and I said, “Of course! What do you need?” She looked at me—not embarrassed but almost worried of my reaction—and said, “I…need some…’girl stuff’.” Her face made a slight grimace like she was afraid I’d say ‘no way’. I was taken aback slightly and asked, “You mean: you got your first period?!” She nodded sheepishly and I said, “That is great news!” She said, “I thought maybe you’d be upset.” I said, “Why would I be upset? Your body is finally figuring out what everyone else has known for a long time: that you are a woman!” Penelope just hugged me and said ‘thank you’ for understanding and not being upset. I asked her what kind she needed and she replied that she had no idea. I asked if her period was heavy or light and she said, “It’s my first…” I said, “Oh, right—no reference…” She gave a sideways smile and a shrug of one shoulder. I ...

... said, “Don’t worry about it: I’ll figure it out.” I went to the store to get my Love some ‘feminine hygiene products’ and when I got to that isle, I was stopped dead in my tracks. The isle seemed to stretch longer than the Great Wall of China! There were a million brands and each brand had a billion varieties to choose from. I was instantly overwhelmed. I stood looking at the shelves and I think my jaw was dragging on the floor. Then a nice lady with a sweet and sympathetic voice asked me if she could help me find what I was looking for. I said that I had no idea what I was looking for but I was certainly in the right zip code. She gave a little laugh and asked if I knew what my wife normally uses. I explained, “Actually, these are going to be for a ‘first timer’; she doesn’t know what she needs.” The lady said understanding, “AAAHHH. Gotcha—the first time is always a problem trying to figure out. How old is she?” I said that she was 11 & ½, almost 12, and she asked about her size. The only thing that was coming to my mind was her breast size but I knew that wasn’t what she wanted to hear. I looked at her blankly. She asked if she was a small girl or was she more average or even ‘plus sized’… I said, “Oh; right. She is small, I guess; just over 5’ and about 90-95 pounds; very slender.” The lady was already walking me towards what I was probably looking for. She said pointing to a product, “These are actually made for young girls. They are narrower than regular pads to fit her ...