Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... during the day and head home as the day wound down into the night. Since Cam was already pulling most of the night duty for the department, it was a no brainer that he would get the night shift security detail at the Wilding this year.

Cam spotted another sheriff’s department cruiser parked near the entry gates for people on foot to enter the fairgrounds from the parking lot. He pulled in on the opposite side of the gates and parked. Grabbing his hat, he opened his door and climbed out and walked over to the gates to speak to the other deputy that was there on the day shift detail.

People were coming and going. The ones going in had looks of happy anticipation on their faces and those leaving just looked happy, if a little tired. The two deputies talked about how this was a boring detail but that it could be worse. Cam knew that it would likely get worse later as people began drinking more and more. There were bound to be drunks and possibly fights. He knew he had to pay close attention to anyone leaving that looked like they were under the influence, especially if they climbed behind the wheel of a car.

Many of the younger folks who were beginning to show up knew Cam from his younger days, either school mates or just friends and acquaintances. Some would stand with him and reminisce a while or just joke and carry on about him now watching out over them all. It was all good though. It wasn’t long before the first deputy took his leave and headed home, wishing Cam ...

... good luck.

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“Lee! Stop it! You look fine… trust me, unless you lower the veil, no one will recognize your or know who you are.” Deeny said with mock exasperation, grinning slyly at her younger sister as she drove slowly down the street. “Now, help me find this house number. I was supposed to pick up Yvonne twenty minutes ago…” Deeny added with a sigh, while searching the house numbers on the mail boxes and front doors as they passed.

“Are you sure? I mean, I don’t want… well I do, but… I don’t know, I want to be a surprise for Tom when I see him.” Lee fretted, looking again into the mirror on the back of the sun visor on her side of the car.

“There it is!” Deeny exclaimed and pulled to the curb in front of the small house that Yvonne rented.

“It’s so… small…” Lee said, looking at the bungalow style home with the turquoise green painted exterior. The white shutters and front door made it look kind of like an ice cream float she thought.

Yvonne saw the old blue chevy coming down the street slowly as if searching. Then pull to a stop in front of her house. The butterflies all took flight and she felt almost nauseous, but giddy with excitement at the same time. She watched as the driver side door opened on the street, and a hooded and veiled gypsy woman with a long flowing dress or skirt got out and came around the car to approach up the walk to her door.

Deeny stopped at the front door and paused with her right hand raised just inches away from ...