He held her with her head resting on his shoulder, her flawless, long legs dangling over one arm, and both hands connected at the waist. It hurt! XXX He was dead. He looked into her eyes, they connected – Vivid, bright green to a darker, moss colored green. He went over to it, got down next to her, and cried. Her blood chilled at the site. He cut her bindings with a knife, and then set her down inside the shower. And because you were there you get brought along too…” She was a little nervous. His hand brushed over her cheeks again, the feeling soothing her hate slightly. He decided he’d just stab the boy to death – that would be easiest. He was slightly muscled, so that his abs were noticeable through the thin layer of cloth that was his undershirt.
