Erotik Noir Series: La Femme Rouge 3

did she not say she wouldnt abuse her beauty? but there she was again, one more night; standing right infront of the very glass doors of the ballroom she saw him at.
it'll cost her a few this time, she has a new russian red lipstick with her.
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Her teeth are raking her lips, like she could make them bleed were she to bite any harder.

she didnt identify with the league of women accepting their branding, she was by no means the weaker one of humanity. hardly weak. la femme rouge braced herself to try and disarm the tyrany out of her stranger. she was preparing to overwhelm.

She would Leave an imprint of her lips on his shirt collar were she to see him, reel him in like a whirlwind come to a halt.

and then.....

She would put him out, Like the burning end of a midnight cigarette.



Love,

Fearless