WET PUSSY

uckles whitened. The words DON'T TRUST THE CAT burned in her mind. The storm still r

e glance towa

ins in the dim light. It blinked once slowly then tilted

ivered dow

door, she hallucinated the handprint, the storm was messing with her nerves. But

king herself in until daylight. But just as her h

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ant. Too loud for a

ng against her ribs. The ca

tting by

e storm. Wa

she saw a second figure standing behind it

her room and sla

lipped fro

TRUST