Gina Capelli had waited an eternity
to meet a vampire. Tonight her dream was finally going to come
true.
Of course, the dream would be even more satisfying if she
were to meet real vampires, but since they didn't exist, she'd
have to satisfy herself with the people who played them on
television.
What a great thirtieth birthday present! She'd come to Las
Vegas intending to finally rid herself of her unwanted virginity.
Since the Bite Me television show was having their annual fan
convention here, it seemed like a perfect opportunity to combine
a birthday treat to herself as well as find someone willing
to help her out with the virginity problem.
Her virginity was just a technicality anyway. Years of vibrators
had long ago taken care of whatever barrier had been there.
But an actual man inside her? She hadn't experienced that.
Yet.
This weekend, she would. Come hell or high water, she'd find
a man willing to make love to her, even if she had to sell
her soul to the devil to do it.
So maybe she wasn't a movie star. And maybe she did carry
around a few extra pounds. She was simply voluptuous, that's
all. And if a man wanted a woman with some flesh he could actually
hold on to, then she was his gal.
Gina brushed her hand over the velvet gown and turned once
again to examine herself in the mirror. She shook her head,
unable to believe the transformation.
She'd nearly fallen on the convention hall floor today when
they'd announced her name as the grand prize winner in the
Bite Me fan contest. She'd thought there'd be no way to get
into the private, black tie ball tonight But winning the changed
that.
The whole day had been like a dream come true. Starting with
a massage, a makeover, a designer gown and a limo ride to the
hotel, culminating in a front row table at the Bite Me invitation-only
party with the cast and crew.
She felt like Cinderella. And now, standing in the ladies
room outside the ballroom, nervous butterflies pounding away
at her stomach, she glanced in the mirror and for the first
time in her life actually felt like the enchanted princess.
The red velvet gown hugged her curves, accentuated her cleavage
and with its puffy sleeves which dropped off her shoulders,
made her look damn sexy.
And damn sexy was not how she typically described herself.
She was a secretary in a law office. She wore pantsuits, not
ball gowns. And she never, ever, got dressed up to go out.
Not like she ever had much opportunity anyway. Guys just didn't
go for her. She didn't know why, and had long ago gave up worrying
about it.
But she damn well would not die a virgin.
Tonight would take care of that. Surely somewhere in that
ballroom where a few hundred people gathered, there'd be one
man who wanted to take her for a ride on the magic carpet mattress.
She smoothed back her hair, pleased with the way the stylist
had curled her long, raven tresses in sexy little waves. And
the makeup accentuated her violet eyes. For a frumpy, fat Italian
girl, she didn't look too bad.
"Okay, Gina. Can't
hide in the bathroom all night. Get out there and find yourself
a man."
