There were times when he would feel the fear of death upon him. The blood soaked bodies of past friends blown away by trip wires leaving nothing but a stain of blood as a memory. Those were the times he would close his eyes and see her staring down at him, straddling him like a lover to her long lost man, hovering over him like a silk cloak of lust and desire. Her hot velvet flesh like nothing
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January 29, 2012
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