Candy slipped into a mini-skirt, one that showed too much leg without making it look like she wanted the attention, made a nerdy bun with her long brown hair and a pair of chopsticks, and headed to tonight’s random station to sit and wait, looking dejected like she had missed the last bus. Xnxx not dead. … And, right on cue, like some meticulous necrophiliac, the creature came. It was the notion that one more Fiend was leaving this world, that the pile of ash this beast left behind on his way back to hell would end up in a maid’s vacuum cleaner. Ha! She had resisted him at first, the way a timid high-school senior would, but he insisted, stating she now owed him at least this much for the hospitality.
