A moan escapes Two Thin pink lines. I cant believe You allowed this, We just met. His words fell heavy, Like the beads Of dirty water Pouring Off his face. Your eyes are rolling Into the back of Your head, Are you enjoying this A soft laugh bounces Off the walls. I told you You would like The handcuffs!A head, Full of red hair, Bobbed mechanically. You're getting cold, Baby, I guess I need To get mine now. An empty silence Filled the air, Followed by A gasping moan. That was a big one, I'm glad I pursued you. Her pale limbs Remained unmoving. I'm sorry I killed you, I just needed to get off.