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Star
- Joined
- Jun 28, 2009
Name: Mara âMorning Starrâ Shay
Age: 33
Height: 5'9
Eyes: Yellow (surgery)
Hair: Silver (died)
She smiled longingly into the silver hand mirror, as far as the doctors were concerned she was a model patient. Mara the model Patient always at therapy, never refuses to take her pills Mara what a good girl she is. Slowly Mara moved through the positions flying crane, charging bull, swooping eagle. She watched the orderly watching her and smiled back her eyes moving from his crotch to the keys that hung around his waist.
The hunger for blood welled up behind her eyes making them itch it moved over her jaw and down her arm to her fingers. Slowly she placed her right hand over her left itching, scratching clawing away the urge. Slowly the pain resided and she moved into grasping monkey a pose she knew was well received.
âIf you want to join me I know the recovery pool is openâ she mouthed eager to kill the man and bath in his blood.
âWhat about the doctorâ she smiled a doctor was always on watch this time it was that uptight doctor, always follows the rules doctor.
Mara turned around swinging her hips suggestively and allowing her hospital approve shirt to sag on her shoulders. She looked back pleadingly as she entered the pool room, already the itch was coming back. She walked over towards the pool discarding her cloths as she went her fingers running quickly over her arms. She looked back the hunger had come again, she knew it was a sickness but what could she do.
Age: 33
Height: 5'9
Eyes: Yellow (surgery)
Hair: Silver (died)
She smiled longingly into the silver hand mirror, as far as the doctors were concerned she was a model patient. Mara the model Patient always at therapy, never refuses to take her pills Mara what a good girl she is. Slowly Mara moved through the positions flying crane, charging bull, swooping eagle. She watched the orderly watching her and smiled back her eyes moving from his crotch to the keys that hung around his waist.
The hunger for blood welled up behind her eyes making them itch it moved over her jaw and down her arm to her fingers. Slowly she placed her right hand over her left itching, scratching clawing away the urge. Slowly the pain resided and she moved into grasping monkey a pose she knew was well received.
âIf you want to join me I know the recovery pool is openâ she mouthed eager to kill the man and bath in his blood.
âWhat about the doctorâ she smiled a doctor was always on watch this time it was that uptight doctor, always follows the rules doctor.
Mara turned around swinging her hips suggestively and allowing her hospital approve shirt to sag on her shoulders. She looked back pleadingly as she entered the pool room, already the itch was coming back. She walked over towards the pool discarding her cloths as she went her fingers running quickly over her arms. She looked back the hunger had come again, she knew it was a sickness but what could she do.