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There is nothing in the dark that was not there in the light.
The following is written by: Pamela Pietragalla

Drawing by Jason
Chapter One Page 1
"Sarah"

Gazing into the fire, the Victorian Era music dances along with shadows on the wall. The room fills with the essence of sweet lilac. My lover approaches from behind, biting my ear, licking my ear, she whispers,
"I love you, Shiva. I would be happy to die in your arms."
Slowly licking my upper lip she pauses and slowly breathes in, lustfully gazing into my eyes and says,
"You're so beautiful Shiva. I have waited so long to feel your embrace."
Reaching down, touching her face, her smooth skin, so soft, so fresh, I want her.
Riding emotion, collapsing into each other's arms, we fall gently onto her bed.
The cool, silk sheets send chills racing up my spine. My unceasingly deep hunger for passion fills my eyes. Neglecting the beast within, I restrain myself. Tenderly licking every inch of my body, she finally reaches my lips. Embracing passionately she sighs saying,
"All yours."
While she tenderly kisses my face, I wait enjoying the moment. Lying on top of me, I can feel her heart pound. Her licks and nibbles tingles and whets my senses. Pleasing me so, her destiny waits with open arms. Slowly licking her lips tasting our love, I enjoy its' bouquet of passionate flavor. Feeling her soft cheeks, we merge as one. This beautiful belle is now ready to fulfill my bloodlust.
In one sweeping movement, I am on top. The burning void inside of my body is too much to bear. With my eyes red as fire, I pull her head back and quickly strike viciously biting into her lusciously soft skin.
Slipping into bliss, I awake alone in the quiet of the darkness. I sit up trying to recapture the ecstasy the dream. A warm breeze blows opens my balcony doors and ruffles my satin nightgown. The chilling nights air gives me goose bumps.
The invigorating pale moon's light fills my room. Holding myself caressingly, I close my eyes to reminisce the nights gone by. Laughing, I get up and walk out to my balcony.
Looking up to the sky, I admire the future generations glimmering in the moonlit sky. As foretold.
Then, I see her. My lovely local whore.

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written by:Pamela Pietragalla

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