She was standing at my door as I opened it. She was naked, hair was unkempt and dark and eyes were red and swollen. I was stunned and startled for a moment. Staring at me with her cold eyes she did not speak at all. When I looked her head to toe, there was not a single spot that I could blame the creator for their mastery. High hills, slopes, and curves were perfect. She was standing like a statue without blinking her eyes. While looking at her carefully under the dim hallways light, I noticed red mark in her neck which going down through the curve in between her melons.
"Excuse me, who are you?", I asked in my shaky voice. My chest was leaping like a frog and whole body was shivering. She blinked her eyes and I could see her lips moving. I waited for her response, but she still remained quiet. For a brief moment, I closed my eyes and open to assure that the image standing Infront of me is real.
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