a single moth

a single moth

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I love watching people's expressions. hatred, happiness, arousal, sadness and all possible emotions but i guess i have been favoring the expression of arousal. to explain why isn't easy, I don't even know why i favor it. it's just the expression of their eyes, It's appears primitive as though becoming the true inherent colors of a person. like a dog in heat or a dog that longs for the attention of it's owner. i can't help but see people as mere dogs, they are just so similar to one another. Lui Feng flew away from China after troubles contaminated their very home. Now, back to their hometown. Lui Feng and his mother are starting to turn over a new leaf in hopes of avoiding troubles but could they achieve that when his father is also flying over to their new place? This is a story that will contain adult material including graphic sex, sexual abuse, emotional abuse, mentions of drug and others. Read with caution.
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