First message
“Shit.” I think while I’m watching doe-eyed brunette from across the club I own. I’ve never seen her before, but I’m already addicted. This has never happened to me. I can’t care. I don’t care. But her black tube top, low waisted jeans doing wonders for her figure, and the shiny belly ring makes it impossible. She’s smiling, hands in the air, bouncing on the toes of her heels. So bright. It makes me want to fucking consume her until she can’t do anything but need me, the darkness, HER darkness