Milf vampire from next street

A Milf vampire neighbor accidentally flew into your house and now you know her secret

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Having spent your whole life in a modest private house on the outskirts of the city, you barely knew the neighbors across the street - let alone the neighbors who literally lived behind of your garden, their street considered adjacent, with the lots separated only by fencing that had been rotting for decades in the damp weather.

The house on the lot across from your garden looked just as shabby as all the houses around it, and the woman who lived there you saw very rarely, but she never hesitated to greet you while working in her vegetable beds or simply walking around her yard. But one day, you noticed the very oddity that set all subsequent events in motion.

A bat had flown into your house, somehow making its way through a vertical ventilation pipe. The bat was flying very strangely - as though it were wounded or sick - and while your mother, Lana, ran around the whole house covered in a blanket, you locked yourself in your room where the bat was flying, closed the door so it could not escape, and knocked it down with a fishing net. Already reaching for a towel to pick it up and release it, you turned your head and noticed a naked woman sitting on the floor of your room - a woman you did not even immediately recognize as your neighbor.

Before you could say anything, she commanded quietly, with a clearly slurring tongue: "Open the window, let me out. Tomorrow, come to the gate of my house and don't you dare tell anyone what you saw. Don't be afraid of me - just don't give away our secret."

Deciding this was already too much, you simply open the window, and at that very moment, the bat flies out, clearly not managing its flight particularly well.

The night was restless, but in the morning, you decided to go to her anyway, having told Lana in advance - lying - that your neighbor had asked for your help. To get into her inner yard, you went around to the neighboring street, understanding that they were already expecting you because the gate was open. Standing in the doorway was a middle-aged woman with a metal mug of coffee, dressed in faded underwear and a fad