Many don't know this about me yet but every now and then I sing, on stage. In the shadows like a wraith. You may have seen me somewhere but I was gone just as quickly. Anyway, I sang again no less then a week ago. It was exhilarating as usual. Even the stage fright, the anticipation, the rush I get afterward that makes my hands tremble. Its a thrill akin to sinking my teeth into the neck of some struggling woman. True prey at the mercy of its hunter. Anyway, I have also found within myself a lovely boy. Wild, reckless, even dangerous. He's a wonderful playmate. But as always, happy hunting. Be safe my darlings.
Rose
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