In the midst of my sexual pleasures, a small tear drop trickled down my cheek. I looked at the girl opposite me, her perfect features and her sexy black lingerie. They were indeed appeasing, but that wasn't what i want. I knew that myself, that it was just a temporary band aid for my wound, and it wasn't helping a tad.
"What's wrong? " Her voice clouded my mind, sexy, seductive. I quickly shook those dirty thoughts away. I was ashamed of myself. I looked back at her and this time, a black cloud shifted onto my face and I shoved her aside, causing that fragile and delicate body to crumble against the walls. She gasped in fright and scratched against the cemented walls, panting for breath as i clawed at her neck repeatedly. No mercy, I reminded myself. The sorrow, the guilt, the fear of being alone all dawned upon me like a cascading waterfall. It was all wrong. I shouldn't have let her go then. And I was, determined to get her back.
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Casting Grey
RomanceIt was time for a different life for the both of them. It should have been one full of zest and fame, but one wrong move screwed the whole procedure up. Things went another steep turn when the both of them had the good memories wiped off their minds...
