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- I was waiting for you, my Isabel! - he said this handsome blond young lover - You again came to me, my Isabel! You came to me again in my forest and my home! And I am glad to see you here again! - his voice echoed loudly under the arches of the dilapidated gothic temple.

He approached Isabel and hugged her. Then he pressed tightly to himself and pressed her girlfriend with her black hair loose to her naked chest. He was completely naked. Is always. Isabel did not wonder why. He was naked and at their first meeting, but then she did not see him completely. He came from that forest. Such a glowing bright light. He hung over Isabel's bed on their first night, the night of the first meeting. She initially saw only the upper part of his naked male beautiful body, and later he had completely exposed himself before Isabel and was always like that. Since their first intimacy. He was always completely naked, and he was always somehow glowing from the inside with some kind of incomprehensible ghostly bluish light. It seemed his body

This strange radiant light itself radiated. But he was warm and pleasant. At least, Isabel seemed so.

- She again followed me! - Isabel said to him - She pursues me all the time! I'm scared!

- I know Isabel - his voice became soft and quiet - My Isabel - He pressed her even tighter to his naked male young breast - It interferes with our love, but soon everything ends my Isabel, everything ends. And for you and me.

He grabbed Isabelle with his strong bare, like his body, masculine hands, and, tearing himself away, rose with her above the floor of his half-destroyed Gothic temple. At that very moment everything seemed to stop, and even the fog that flowed like a river across the threshold of a forest stone half-ruined monastery. At that very moment, Isabelle's lover lifted her along with her above under the most broken through through with the tiled ceiling of the ghostly dream building. And together they flew out through its roof and hung in some kind of emptiness, where there was already nothing at all except their two and white around the fog. This fog enveloped them and circled around slowly, very slowly, barely noticeable.

He and she, too, very slowly rotated in a circle, and he held her in outstretched hands, as if she Isabelle weighed nothing.

- What's happening?! - Isabelle scared asked him - That you have not done before ?!

“Forgive me, Isabel, but she wants it so much,” he told her. “She wants it so much.” Forgive my love - and he grinned with sharp teeth like big needles in the mouth of a lover. And Isabel was trying to break free, but already

I could not in his strong hands grabbed her. She screamed, but no one heard her cry. She jerked that strength, but her lover's wrists were covered with scales under gold bracelets on her husband's wrists, and her fingers were decorated with sharp curves like hooks with bird's black claws. They immediately dug into her girlish tender young shoulders, and Isabelle scarlet blood flowed on them. He, pulling her to his side, tilting his own with his long brown hair, curling from under the wide gold with sharp spikes of the crown in the invisible wind. And with an incredibly long tongue from Isabelle's shoulders, she licked the flowing blood, smearing it over the girl's body in a torn nightgown. Behind his back, large invisible hitherto with veins webbed, stained with bat-like wings, which made flapping movements, and Isabel’s body wrapped from his male legs with claws on the fingers of scaly legs, similar to whip tail.

“Forgive Isabel,” he said again. “So she wants, and he dug his teeth as long as a vampire into his neck.”

The girlish cry was heard for a long time on the other side of another ghostly world. Mira night illusions and dreams. The world of Isabelle who conquered faithlessly and violently, by the will of her, beyond the power of the carnal

the unbridled desires of a young yet uncontrollable very young mind and a girl's body. Nobody heard her cry. And her body was found lying in her bed, completely devoid of blood and raped with a torn and twisted flesh of the girl's crotch. Her body was wounded and bruised. The neck, gnawed all the way to the spinal column, was turned into a ravaged mess of torn flesh with broken veins and arteries sticking out of it, so that the head of a young dead girl disfigured and unknown to anyone dangling, falling around like a pin, and not holding onto her young girl torn claws of an unknown predator shoulders.

She was first found by her mother and then by the police. No one could know who could have done this with a young schoolgirl. Only assumptions and guesses were made, but so the matter remained unrevealed and became the most terrible and mysterious in 1970 the murder of the state of Maryland in its entire history of existence.

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He lay on his stone bed under the arch of a dilapidated monastery church in the forest. In the icy creeping fog on its stone floor. He slept, sated enough flesh and blood of a young girl. He fulfilled what he had promised to the one that was now crawling in black shadow, squirming like a snake across its stone floor in that fog.

- You're doing fine, that ate this brainless little bitch! - She said, crawling snake to him.

- That you made me do it! - he answered her sharply in response, waking up and looking around - Your eternal presence beside me destroyed her! If it were not for me, you would do it yourself!

“You're right, Elohim,” she said passionately, kissing him with her snake's poisonous mouth. “Just not mine, but your presence beside her destroyed this bitch — she answered him, hissing like a snake — You are my handsome, beloved Elohim, who is not strong enough to overcome his passions and carnal desires, like me. Only I would have tormented her.

In the power of anxious girlfriends

Alina was spinning in front of the mirror. She spun left and right in front of her reflection. She examined herself from all sides, stripping naked while no one was at home. It was already evening, about six o'clock, but Mom was still at work, and my dad too was delayed and no one interfered with Alina to do what she was doing now. She was spinning in front of a large, burnt mirror alone in the apartment, admiring her girlish views and examining herself from head to toe.

She could not understand why so much in her personal life did not quite stick. Especially with gentlemen. Alina has everything; she has not had a close relationship with any guy. Why she herself did not know. All the girlfriends and classmates were with their cavaliers, but Alina had no one. Something was wrong. Alina tried many times to start a relationship with at least someone from her yard or class, but all was unsuccessful. Friendship with no one, either turned out to be for a long time, and about a close relationship too, it was possible not to start a conversation. And Alina never

understood what could be wrong in her girlish young life. Returning from school at one o'clock in the afternoon and not finding anyone at home, Alina, stripped down to her legs, walked, in which the mother gave birth in shiny black silk swimming trunks all over the apartment and looked at herself in the mirror and assessed herself from all sides and spinning like crazy. She got excellent marks in school as a high school student and today she considered everything possible while the parents were not at home. While they were at work.

- “Something was wrong? What? ”She thought. Still these strange some strange dreams. Dreams come every night. She saw them recently. Somehow they, having begun suddenly, and now did not cease to dream Alina, almost every night. She constantly now saw some strange dark misty scary clumsy forest with thick bark.With twisted eerie twisted branches. And yet, this strange living white mist creeping slowly along the ground, creeping mist. Alina did not tell anyone about her dreams, even her parents ... Read more →