
That Little Black Dress
Natalie’s skin felt wet, especially where it counted; the crook of her elbow. He grabbed a blood-stained kitchen towel and dragged it across the area before aiming and shooting. She… Read more That Little Black Dress →
Natalie’s skin felt wet, especially where it counted; the crook of her elbow. He grabbed a blood-stained kitchen towel and dragged it across the area before aiming and shooting. She… Read more That Little Black Dress →