Mwahaha.....Being evil is the life

Samantha followed Zara as she walked over towards the guy that she had picked out a moment ago. Samantha smiled a little bit when getting to the table then frowned when Zara started talking about the pretend dates standing them up. Samantha smiled in her head, thinking about how this will all turn out. Sleeping with the guy, strangling him at the end. But on the outside her fake frown stayed till Zara left. Once alone at the table with the guy she would be able to get him to talk to her. But talk to her about what?

Samantha looked at the guy in the eyes, making sure to squish her boobies so they showed. "So what's your name, cutie?" Samantha asked him in a tell me all about yourself kind of tone. The man looked at her then her boobes then back at her. He hesitated then started to speak. "Mike, Mike Jones. What's yours?" He asked keeping the conversation pleasent and light. "Samantha, it's nice to meet you." Samantha said keeping the same tone. Samantha thought it was best to keep her last name out of it. Samantha then looked down at his drink. "So what is it that your drinking there?" Samantha asked him sitting back in the chair now, but still keeping her boobes in view.

Zara got to the bar and quickly ordered the strongest drink on the menu. “You wouldn't happen to have anything stronger would you?” She asked lightly to the bartender, who just shook his head. “Not even for me? I could really make it worth your while.” She said her hand going to her pocket to show him the bag of gold she had. “Strongest you can make it without killing someone?” She asked lightly, pushing two galleons across the bar and smiling at him as he quickly made up the drinks, his eyes glued to her chest the entire time. Once the drinks were made, she took a sip of the scalding liquid and went back to the table in time for her to overhear what Samantha was saying.

“Here you go big boy.” She said lightly and without a flinch, sat down on Mike's lap. “Strongest in the house baby, just for you.” She said and tilted his head back, helping him get the liquid into his lips, her eyes glued on the man as he savored her touch as she guided the alcohol down his throat. After he had taken the first couple of sips and had gotten a feel for the drink, she got off his lap and sat down beside Samantha, “So I hear your name is Mike huh? That's an adorable name.” She said smiling. She watched while he tipped the drink back again, taking a deeper gulp, at the rate he was going, it wasn't going to be long until he either passed out, or was drunk out of his mind. “Better take it easy there Mike! Don't wanna hurt yourself.” She said and reached across the table, wrapping her fingers around the glass and taking a drink of it herself.

“Samantha, would you like a drink too? I'm sorry, I completely forgot about you love.” she said lightly, and watched with amusement while he watched the two women talk, his eyes practically tearing their clothes off. “Why don't you take this and go get something to drink..” She said and pressed a coin into the girl's hand, and moving closer to Mike. “So tell me about yourself Mike... do you have a family? What do you do for work? Where do you live?” She asked and listened to him go on about his wife and kids, and how he lived in a nice little wizarding neighborhood, his job wasn't that important, which was good, and Zara was moving in for the kill. “So is your wife not making you happy then? Is that why you are here?” She asked lightly. He shook his head. “She cheated on me.. and I don't know what else to do..” He said in a slurred voice. “Well I do!” Zara said perking up and smiling at him, before leaning forward so she was nearly flat across the table. “Cheat right back.” She whispered and then looked up at Samantha, a grin so wide, it was obvious to say that she had gotten them to the point where they could go upstairs. “Come on.. lets go have some fun.” She said lightly and took his hand, gesturing for Samantha to follow as she led the way up to their room.

Samantha smiled when she realized that Zara was going to get this guy to be right where they wanted him to be. Which was something that Sammy was going to have to work on. Sammy smiled at Zara then took the cup and the coin and went to the counter. Once out of earshot of Zara and Mike, Sammy growled under her breath. Sammy was hoping to have this guy all to herself. Sammy never liked threesomes. But she would get what she could when she could. So she payed the guy for the drink and headed back towards the table. It looked like Zara was halfway to laying on the table. Which must mean that she was ready to sleep with they guy. But would Sammy being watching? Or would she be in a threesome? Or would she be taking orders on what to do from Zara? Either of these where fine with Sammy as long as she was getting some from someone, and getting the kill. The kill was the one thing that Sammy really wanted. To watch the life slowly fall from behind the mans eyes. To see him fight for what life he has left.

"So who wants to go upstairs?" Sammy asked the table once she heard the last thing that Zara had said. As Sammy said this she made sure to look into the guys eyes and squish her boobies into a lovely possition. Showing some skin, and having Zara there beside her made it very hard for the guy to say no. Plus all that alcohol that he had drunk was helping alot. So the Mike finished his drink, stood up, (kind of, more like wabbled) then wrapped his arm around Sammy's shoulders. "You coming Zara?" Sammy asked as she watched Zara for her reaction.

Zara pursed her lips together when Sammy came back over to the table. She had pressed her boobs together in a way that Zara deemed quite vulgar. For it was OBVIOUS to her that she was showing them off to the guy, she had to learn to be patient, and actually ACT it out. It didn't look as though Sammy had just been stood up, it looked like she was ready to get upstairs and have her way with him. Zara smiled at her though, and nodded, standing up lightly and taking one of the man's arms from around her shoulders, she put it around herself instead. "Easy now... you don't want to hurt yourself do you?" She asked softly, her eyes on him, as he stared down at her cleavage from this new angle.

"Easy now.." She said softly as she helped him upstairs, and if anyone were to look at them, it was obvious that the two girls were helping him up the stairs because he had had a bit to much to drink. Once up the stairs, Zara let Sammy take over, for she had no idea which room was actually their's and would have to let her show them to it.

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Some time later, Zara was wiping her hands off on a rag in the bedroom in the upstairs of the inn they were in. Her fingernails were dripping with blood, and so were her teeth, not that she was a vampire, just that she had gotten excited at the point of the kill, and had killed him quickly with one quick bite to this throat. Wiping her hand off with the rag, she looked over at Sammy, and smiled. Zara's hair was a mess, and her lipstick was smeared slightly, her eyes roaming over the naked man on the bed. Naked and dead on the bed, with his ring missing and his valuables searched. It was obvious what they had done, and Zara hadn't made a single attempt to cover it up. Wizards were different then Muggles, they didn't have forensics and the like to find a killer, they simple stared in awe, and then asked around for clues. Of course Zara was careful to make sure no physical evidence was left behind, least of which being brushing her teeth, and making sure there was no blood left on her hands.

Finally Zara stood up and went over to Sammy. "Did you enjoy your first kill?" She asked softly, her voice penetrating the quiet room like a knife, her eyes watching the student before her, he hand gently wrapping around the girl's shoulder. "Was it like you imagined? Or are you still in shock that you could feel that good after sex?" She asked softly and bent down to whisper in her ear. "You still have a long way to go before you will ever be a level with me.. you have much to learn." She said and then stood up straight again, before going over to her bag and putting the diamond ring in it. "We must leave.." She said softly. "It is late, no one will see us." She said and then went over to the window and threw it open, looking down into the street below with a smile. "Of course we won't be leaving through the front door." She said simply and with a quick cat like movement, swung her legs over the window sill, and disappeared out into the night, a small thud from the street below, told Samantha that she had hit the ground.