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Fifteen minutes later she was dressed in a milkmaid’s dress. Dashing away with my shirt half torn and bloody, I head toward a light further ahead. Youporn “Oh really” I chuckled and groaned. Her lips were as soft as silk and yet tender as a cool breeze. “Did you know—” and my question was cut short. or so they thought. . . … A bat had sunken it’s teeth into the right side of my neck. Wolves howling and dogs growling, snarling, as well as barking as they close in upon me. Her kiss was so intoxicating I could get lost in it for days on end. Her lips were as soft as silk and yet tender as a cool breeze. Then we shared one last kiss as she died in my arms. Dashing away with my shirt half torn and bloody, I head toward a light further ahead. “I’m dying there’s nothing more you can do for me” she croaked. Both of us fought and killed as many as we could. Strangely I felt compelled to do this so I sat on the edge of the bed with her kneeling behind me. My eyes fell upon a silhouette sitting by the fireplace. “Don’t cry cause I’ll still love you even after I’m gone.” Nicole said squeezing my hand lightly. “Be easy, just relax, and sit down.” she said in a friendly enticing tone and she gestured toward the bed. Holding her in my arms, she gasped and said: “Your son is still alive save him before it’s too late!” Nicole said in a hoarse whisper.