No joke." She was probably right.
"Luckily, none of those assholes even knew my name." I guessed I should be
more grateful that the Addams Family here took a liking to me. "I guess I'll stick around for a while, as long as no one tries to eat me."
She laughed. "Cool. Let's go for a walk." Kyla took my hand and led me off the Flatlands lot and into the woods.
I was quiet for a bit. I felt safe with her. I don't think I had ever met a girl who could kick as much ass as me. "Who are you guys?" I finally asked. "Are you all part of a band or something?"
"Why do you say that?"
"It makes sense. I thought maybe your band's name was Kon?"
"Kon?" Kyla laughed.
"The letters that are written across Randy's back."
"Those are initials. It's an acronym for Knights of the Night."
"And what-or who-is that?"
"Us. Our clan. Our group."
"All those people back there?"
"No, just mainly the ones who kidnapped you." Kyla smiled at me again.
"So, what are you guys, then? A club?"
"Something like that. We're just some people who have one or two things in
common."
I guess biting into people's flesh and thinking you were vampires were the
things they had in common, but I decided to keep that to myself. Instead, I said, "Are any of those guys back there your boyfriend?"
Kyla smiled at me. "Do you think if I had a boyfriend back there that I would be out here in the woods with you now?"
"Probably not."
"Besides," she added, "I don't do the boyfriend thing. Too much drama." I
could feel her eyes on me. "What about you? Got yourself a girlfriend?"
"It's been a while since I had one."
"And why is that?"
"I don't have the time. And, like you, I'm not into all the games."
"I guess we have something in common, then." Kyla handed me her drink.
"I guess we do." I took a sip. "That tastes pretty decent. Granted, that's not saying much, but I think anything would taste better than the crap Randy gave me."
She smiled. "Well, despite popular opinion, I'm still very much a girl, and I like girlie drinks."
"Trust me, you are very much all girl-or all woman- from where I stand."
"Are you flirting with me, Ben?"
"Maybe," I said.
We stopped walking, and I leaned up against a tree. Kyla sat on a giant rock
next to me. I looked down at Kyla and decided that we needed to get real. "So, what the hell is all of this, Kyla? And please be honest with me."
"What is what?"
"You know, the 'Hellbanger's Ball' back there. How many more guys like
Oslo is going to want a piece of me before the night is through?"
Kyla stood up and walked over to me. She was pretty tall for a girl, just a
couple of inches shorter than me, which put her at about 5'8". She looked directly into my eyes. Damn, she was gorgeous. "Well, I can't tell you everything; at least, not yet." She then reached out with her left hand and started to play with my bangs. "But you do have that blond, surfer-boy thing going on. I guess you stick out here."
"You think?" I said, trying to sound casual and confident. I had to admit. She made me nervous in more ways than one. "I don't exactly blend in. I might be the most tanned dude at this party."
Now she began to stroke my longish hair. Her red-painted nails scratched my cheeks lightly as she did so. "You're very cute, Ben."
"Thank you," I said completely thrown off my game. "You're pretty cute yourself."
"Cute, huh? Like a kitten?"
"Cute like a lioness."
Kyla laughed but remained in control. "A lioness, huh? I just might devour
you, watch out." Kyla leaned her body up against me.
"Please, no more biting."
"I promise." Now Kyla ran her hand up my thigh. "So, is it fair to say that you like me, Ben?" She was pressing all of her weight up against me now.
I swallowed.
"Oh, my," she continued. "I think you do like me, Ben. I can feel you."
Kyla's hip had now pinned mine up against the tree. I stood my ground and instinctively licked my lips.
"So, you think I'm going to kiss you, huh? And why would you think that?"
"I don't know...maybe it's because you're pressed up against me so tightly that, by now, I'm pretty sure you even know if I'm circumcised or not."
"Oh, you're circumcised." Kyla winked at me. I felt myself blush, damn her.
She leaned in and gently pecked my lips. I gently pecked her back. That
seemed to be the invitation she was needing. She moved in even closer and now used the tip of her tongue to lick my lips. I stood there like a trained tiger. I wanted to pounce, but I allowed her to play her game. She licked my top lip first and then my bottom lip. She reached her hand down and slid it up my thigh, stopping just short of touching my livelihood.
"I think I'm going to save some for later," she said. She then eased off me.
"We should probably go back."
"Really?" I said, completely shocked.
"It's probably a good idea."
I adjusted myself and hid the disappointment in my voice. "Hey, it's your party."
She patted my cheek. "Trust me, when I tell you that it will be well worth it.
But I do want a taste." Kyla leaned in again and kissed me passionately. It was the perfect kiss. She came in slow and intensely sensual. Then there was a slight build-up, with just enough passion that it ignited all my senses. Now my hormones took over. I pressed her up against the tree. I grabbed her thigh with my left hand and slid my fingers slowly up her dress. I was just about to touch her panty line when she grabbed my hand.
"As I said, I want to save some for later."
"I guess you're the queen of this jungle."
"That I am."
"Wow...what a night." I adjusted myself and did a little shake dance to get the blood to other parts of my body.
Kyla looked over at me. "You're cute, Ben. Almost too cute."
"You should see me fight. In the ring. Against one guy. Trust me, there's
nothing cute about that."
"Someday, I will."
"Promise?"
"Yeah, I promise."