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"The smell of this room is simply fantastic isn't Evelyn? I quite enjoy the smell of decayed flesh fresh in the morning." He then smiled, pulling the chains that where bound to Evelyn's ankles, and wrist. "Here, you'll have a nice place next to, Patrica." He stated, as he pushed Evelyn down and placed her next to the decayed body, Patrica, as she just found out was a red-head, she was wearing nothing for a skimpy school-girl outfit, with pink bows tied into her hair.
"You'll never end up like Evelyn, she was a slut. She wasn't a child of God, she herself didn't even wait for her wedding night. Pitiful."
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Enduring the sights of what he did to the corpse, the male simply smiled at her, reaching to touch Evelyn cheek. She flinched away from his hands, the hands that has been all over the dead body, the hands that had dried blood and dirt on it.
The hands she'd been dreading to touch her, touched her. Tears streaming down her pale face, she stuttered
"N-no, please no. Stop!" She gulped for air as his lips touched her neck.
Stop,stop. Please.
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