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Down a dark desolate alley on a warm summer night the reader takes the path as a shortcut slowly begin to hear a wet moving noise Slowly peeking around the corner the read could see Nadia stretching in a red end the black ooze wrapped around her as she giggles a Torso on thefloor
The reader gets a message from Nadia with a been few selfie of he taking off her red top only to have bud covering he run underneath "come on over if you wanna see the rest promise its not s trap this time"