Ch.63

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Her lips were scarlet red, her skin like pale silver. Her breath was a mist in the cold air that consumed me.

Our bare skin sliding together smoothly. My animalistic instincts had taken over. And there i was, without thinking of the consequences of my actions ...  It was as if i was a new person...

I had killed, human and animal alike in the past few days, as I slipped into the night with Jane, but that wasn't my real crime...

The thing that would go on to haunt me... Would be having her willowy feminine body wound together in mine,

I love Jeff... Don't i?

When I awoke I thought it was all a dream, even though it was as real as the air we breathe... And images of her kept spinning through my head, her raven eyes and black velvet hair, why couldn't i stop thinking about her...

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