I knew this was some sort of trick and a corny one at that. “My kind has been around for eons, we are the physical carnation of sexual desire. It was about to be our Senior year and I wanted to enjoy it like everybody else.
So this was it, I was going to die by being suffocated by the best kiss a man could ever experience.
She called asking if I knew where he was, apparently there were night’s where he just didn’t show up and when he did, he just looked excused. So I hope you don’t mind girls who like FUCKING THEIR TOYS TO DEATH.” she said in a surreal serious tone that was so morbidly curious I made the fatal mistake of making the slightest contact with her eyes. I ran passed the lobby and straight for the doors. I struck her over and over again and she just stopped the blade between her middle finger and thumb each time. She purred that ended with a hmmm sound proud that I finally got it.
