The Vampire and the Boy part 1

	It is a common misconception that vampires have skin that is ultimately sensitive to the sun. In fact, it isn't but is just sensitive in general to touch and fluctuations of heat, especially the cold.

	Angelica is a vampire. She woke up with her hands tied above her head, and her feet tied together by the ankles, stretching her out as much as she could be. She's already struggled a bit, finding that she has some wiggle room, but that's it. These ropes are tied right. She when she left the house today she was going to the beach, wearing a white cutoff belly shirt and jeans, with a black bikini underneath, and the last thing she remembers is a boy walking up to her, asking if he knew where his mother was. He didn't look more than 14 years old at the most. She is 49, but still has a body to show off for potential bachelors, a mixture of musculature and fat, with slight abs showing on her stomach, of course covered by a layer of fat, keeping them soft, with a deep ovular navel planted in the center of her midriff, the belly button having an equal amount of distance from the hem of her pants and the hem of her shirt, and it sits in the middle of the bottom four muscles of her soft yet visible six pack.
	The room she is in is dark save for a light shining above her. She is tied to a wooden bench, a simple wooden bench. One with her strength should be able to break it, but she cannot. She is helpless. She can feel a slight cool breeze blow across her bare belly. Beside her is a table with various implements. There is a feather, a pencil, a piece of chalk, a paint brush, and a tooth brush, both regular and electrical.
	In the distant dark there is a figure. It walks into the light, and to her shock, it is the same boy at the beach. She demands to know what she is doing there but the boy simply smiles and walks over to where her bare belly is, and blows across it, causing it to tense to the boy's delight. The boy makes a remark about the sensitivity of her belly and she blushes. The boy then introduces himself, a 13 year old who's father was killed by a vampire. He notices every vampire, a sort of psychic ability he has, and he noticed her. Using an old hypnosis trick, he got her to get up and go with him, back to his father's old bunker, where she willingly let herself be tied up in the daze. He understands that vampires find tickling to be as real of a torture as any other, and this terrified Angelica. She's only ever been tickled once as a joke, a quick grab of her sides by her sister, and it made her weak in the knees.
	The boy outstretched his hand in a claw formation out over her belly in a slow, menacing way. He said he's going to tickle her until she's dead or saved by one of her own kind, which is unlikely. The woman begins to plead and beg, saying please, and that she has children. The boy said 'Oh?', and instead of outright clawing her belly, he used pointed out his index finger, and slowly lowered it, causing angelica's eyes to widen as it got closer to her trembling, toiling tummy. Once it landed, he drew a wide circle around her belly button, painstakingly slow, causing the tummy to begin fluttering as he just barely touched the surface. The skin was as soft as it was white. She didn't dare thrash about as the ring of fire was drawn, less an equal reaction from the boy were to initiate, but she did clench her teeth and gasp through them, causing the boy's ears to perk up. The boy was immensely enjoying this, and it was only the beginning.