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Darla Tel, was twenty three and liked to dress differently. With Bondage Pants and a red thong that showed when she knelt, Chocker chain and a knife in her belt. A black half jacket with straps and studs, underneath a black and red striped shirt, truly tasteful duds. She walked around a City blue, filled with people like me and you. loved to tease and draw attention, commit sinful acts her family would not mention. It was through the night she stepped and up squeaky stairs she crept.
Daria Tel let down her hair, and prepared to talk to one she would not share. Stood infront of the door of the man she loved best, slightly concerned by the feeling in her chest. She opened the door to the place she felt safe, the terror of what she saw could be read on her face.
Aegisfuzzy
Japan
April 2007
APR 08, 2007 05:09 AM