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Is This Truly Wrong?

What am I doing? Maybe my friends were right... He's a creature of non-human origins, but he looks so much like one.
My friends scoff and whisper, saying he's no man, not something I should go after. But I can't help it.
He has a aroma to him that's an addicting drug, dragging you back by your legs and arms.
I've never been that close to him, always so far away, but close enough. But I want that to change for some reason... my friends say I'm still young, I should do better, but I don't care.
I've snuck out, like a rebellious teen. I'm an adult... what the hell am I doing...?
The grass is still wet, I feel a drizzle coming in. But that doesn't matter now, I have something to do.
Now here I'm standing, under this leafless tree, staring directly at the man of my dreams. He approached closer and closer, detail I've never seen before became clearer and clearer. His face was almost sideways, short stubble on his chin, the small flashes of light beneath his blood red skin, a bright shine of light for an eye.
He was... Much larger than I thought. He was twice the size of me, almost as long as a bus. His body was strange, upper body human but lower half made of a deep red mist.
He was.... Hypnotizing, I wanted more... I needed more...
His fragrance was a deadly gas that pulled you in, his touch warmed your entire body and sent shivers down your spine. I could no longer think, only desire controlled me. What was once fear was now lust. I could care less what my friends, family, everyone would think, I don't care if it was wrong, I was here and now, with him.
Will I regret this? Who knows. I wanted this, nothing else mattered anymore. I loved him, he loved me, that's was all. His name was Saul Linford, and I would be his angel, his Angelica Linford.
Is this wrong? No, not at all. This is a love that no one could ever imagine. They will never understand.