THE MANNEQUIN

THE MANNEQUIN

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"How do you know the mannequin?" "You don't! But it's said that at night it starts to change. First the skin... Then the hair......then...." "Then?" "The eyes" What she forgot to mention was.... . . . . The Knife!
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*Jhordyn* My stomach flips on itself, over and over, and I can't tell if it's the guilt or the satisfaction of touching a girl that's doing it to me. I stare at the zipper of Dhara's shirt that holds her cleavage in place, my fingers itching to pull it. These girls could always manage to twist me around their little finger, but if I faked this out, I might be able to get a lead. I had to kiss her though. "I haven't had anybody make me feel like this in way too long," She pants, and without hesitation, I grab the side of her face and pulled her into me, pushing our lips together. The hair on the back of my neck raises as she wraps her stilettos around it to deepen the kiss, opening her mouth to return the gesture. I had her hooked. "Should we take this to the bed?" She asks, and I eagerly nod in agreement. I was so close to her, I could see her guard cracking. "We can take as long as we want; Dayne has it under control," She slurs, and I smile. That was fine with me. My mouth instinctively moulds to her collarbone, hands wandering around her fair, white skin, and she inhales deeply, tangling her fingers in my hair. As the passion engulfed my body, the ache grew stronger, seeking full control of me. I thought for sure I was done with girls. Before I could scold myself further, Dhara placed a gentle yet firm kiss on the left side of my neck, making my eyes vanish under my eyelids with a pleased eye roll. Damn her. My back arched against her body and I fell deep into a guilty paradise, which would soon become my most feared secret. PLEASE ADVISE: SOME CHAPTERS MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME. INCLUDES RAPE, LGBT, SEXUAL ASSAULT, ABUSE, PROFANITY, AND VIOLENCE. MAY BE DISTURBING FOR SOME READERS.

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