!!s+3jnIPglLK 12/15/11(Thu)03:00 No.17222260|
You let out a sigh, tension coming back, the bath however helped immensely.
You look at the blond woman of the church, serious, solemn, worried… loving, her eyes are on whom?
You say, voice coming out being soft, yet cold.
Leila nod, watching you closely and, ever so gently, nudge the girl beneath your eyes.
They open to give you a deep black free of corruption.
You look behind you, the large back of the Minotaurus guarding the room, her curiosity must be unending but her duty is held true.
A soft, innocent voice belonging to a victim, a person that truly does not deserve the fate of this forced hedonism.
‘’Cally, Cally, yes… it’s me I think it’s good now…’’
The blood woman hopped on the bed, holding the girl, forced her out of her heavy blankets.
‘’Do you trust me, Lady of Crosswalk?’’
You hold her gaze, she look at you, smile, the corruption swell, the Purifier is looking at you, serious, but pained.
You then stand back and wash your face of disguise, clear water flowing in your clothes, you then grasp these longer hairs, throw them away and make your face, handsome as it was described, bare for the corrupted girl.
Leila is clenching her jaw, the young lady, after exactly 3 seconds, blush as her thigh start rubbing, her eyes being filled with desire, her escaping sigh being full of honey.
The corruption swell.
Your hand, the left, is held upright as you approach, your other hand, touch her cheek, caressing up to her hairs, arousing her even further.
Than black scrawl cover your left hand, slowly turning into runes.
You just KNOW what you need to do, the Purifier is looking at your eyes, and perhaps… she doesn’t see these runes.
’Do not panic, Leila, do not Focus.’’
>field too long