Tales of Terror: Dangerous Games

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d and ordinary-looking woman, who did not have a g

worried abo

I had already changed six

would always hold me in their arms

think about another diamond-like splendi

this world was to pre

ea, I flew through almost half of the Azercia with my g

ld photos left to post on our blogs. Selfies and

She was chatting with her boyfriend while playing games wit

men there. I was a bit hurried and said, "Come on! The sun is

took up the camera. "Go ther

ng pool in a luxury

uld only afford one night. We had to leave immediately before 12 p. m.

gers' photos of this quite nice place. With the light of the sunset comin

ly last a few minutes as it gradu

own in a few minutes taking photos,

s looking for a proper position to place the came

got it. But it

d completed cosmetics, and deliberately wore the slip dress de

s, we looked very pretty. When we were on the beach, we had no time to

uries unintentionally, such as a part of the

our boyfriends. We had a chat group, in which we borrowed those luxuries, which had already been ta

d our lives and pretended to be socialites to catch the

celebrities, who set up accounts only for t

r purpose, to

had a nice and lovely personality, like a puppy. However, I was bus

y appeared in my previous photos. So, I had to search

ll the tourists had left. Only Emily and I st

hundreds of photos. I tried my best to make these photos more be

ng and Getting Promoted again! It was busy in the morning,

blog, I put down

from the sea was a little b

riting the blog that I didn't feel that before eve

some small rashes on my arm, which looked like prickly heat, but wo

said, "Emily, hel