Petros takes me

Petros completes his spell just in time.

My body tingles as we both disintegrate, and we reform in a light woodland glade.

Just then I feel Petros toss me down onto a bed of moss, I look up at him, and from the smile on his face know precisely what he intends to do with me.

To think this morning I was a happy male and now . . .

Written by Karen Ford

Your legs are parted...
You give him something to remember...
Kill the bastard

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