It had all been white once upon a time. Nancy loved white,
it was purity in color. But crimson…crimson was by far her favorite.
Bill was an easy mark; short, stocky, and a little drunk. He
was quickly enamored by the leggy brunette as she strutted towards him in her
fish net stockings. If only he knew what was hidden inside them.
After another drink they headed back to her place, quickly
falling into each other’s arms. Nancy steered him onto the sheet carefully
spread over her floor. Hands groped, tongues danced, and Nancy’s blade flashed
through the low light.
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