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What a good fucking girl you are. Spread these pages while you spread your legs. Let all the unhinged, depraved darkness out.
short sentences scribbled hastily on the white paper. 'Meet me after dark. I'll collect you. Bring an open mind, little killer.'
"Baby girl, stop," he groans, grabbing me. "I didn't call
you that because I thought you were a murderer when we met. I called you that because I knew you would be the death of me. But it's a sweet death, one that I welcome."
