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dmiring by the corner of the eye the jaw cracked without reactions as the needle cut the meat crossing the wire finishing a point, repeating the process seven more times. I followed the teachers' advice about keeping the expression neutral at all times, trying somehow not to show how affect

t wall. I opened the wooden door without imagining the result with just a few drops of courage wishing to get to the hospital and think that everything had been just a dream, until I aimed at green eyes identical to his with longer hair and slightly thinne

found the fury inside the dark forest that became his irises I was unresponsive. The wood on my back pressing on my ribs stealing more of the breath, the per

ted only affection, trapped between his arms and the wall I admire the thick lips wrapped by the beard, being take

splashing his hands against his bare chest feeling the heat emanating from him. I am even more lost with the sensations when in a sigh the exp

hen I am lifted by the thighs and his greenish look meets mine. Eve’s greatest sin was not to have tasted the swee

t I forget everything he did that day. From killing my pregnant wife to bringing me here against my will. I’m trapped inside a bubble I

to college. -

what you h

t? - Raise

eclares that you belong. - He pauses, twisting his lips, but somehow I fee

close, how in just a few hours I regressed s

... - I

touch of her calloused fingers against my cheek in a docile way takes a sigh from my lips. How can I want something that I know is bad, but someh

rse soul, in every touch I am seduced by the desire to have the forbidde

his things. - His words come

, his face is between my neck and shoulder, the tongue playing softly in a movement that makes my intimacy c

e double doors, go right be

mmands and as a good girl obeys coming down from the table without giving him a

gray and black, being mixed with some white gusts. At the end of the corridor the wooden doors worked with some details drawing attention. I look back ensuring that he is not around, I am embarrassed to open the doors at once attracting gla

our gentle voice ri

He

message and exchanging a look with the lady, he rises from t

n’t feel

tapping my arm, screwing against hers to

get my thing

hard and praying that she has not notic

et your things and I’ll give you a bea

he few white wires that come out of the side of her head attach to an elegant bun without leaving the

er they speak more th

e, I noticed a living room with a fireplace that I had not noticed before and then instead of going up the stairs we folded in the hallway next to the e

to escape and at the same t