MisaLaVan
Make me your queen, fuck me like your whore.
- Joined
- Nov 12, 2013
- Location
- NeverEverLand
Amber was a sweet girl, who truly cared for others. She grew up in a poor home, her mother long since passed and her father a sad excuse for a man. At 17 she was truly a beauty, with her long red hair and bright blue eyes. Standing at 5'4 she had long legs that lean to a perfectly rounded bottom. Her chest was just the right size for her body shape.
At the moment she was heading home from work. Like always her father forgot to pick her up. In the dark of the evening it was hard to make out her skinny jeans and crop top. She worked at a local book store as she loved to read, and wished to be writer. The heels of her ankle boots made the only sound against the road top. she kept a even pace, a little faster then normal. She lived a little ways from town, and from time to time drunken kids roamed the woods. They were looking for the wolves that were said to live there, not that any one had seen a wolf in years.
As she walked along the snapping of twigs made her eyes move toward the woods. She stopped walking and listened for a moment, not hearing anything she started to walk again. It was a moment later the snapping happen again, this time from the other side. A easy set into her stomach as she started to walk faster. She could hear it down, someone was in the woods. Laughter rang out and the sinking feeling grew. She felt almost sick as she turned the corner to come face to face with a man. She could smell the beer on him, she stumbled back. Her hand coming to rest on her chest. "You scared me." Her voice gave away how nervous she truly was.
At the moment she was heading home from work. Like always her father forgot to pick her up. In the dark of the evening it was hard to make out her skinny jeans and crop top. She worked at a local book store as she loved to read, and wished to be writer. The heels of her ankle boots made the only sound against the road top. she kept a even pace, a little faster then normal. She lived a little ways from town, and from time to time drunken kids roamed the woods. They were looking for the wolves that were said to live there, not that any one had seen a wolf in years.
As she walked along the snapping of twigs made her eyes move toward the woods. She stopped walking and listened for a moment, not hearing anything she started to walk again. It was a moment later the snapping happen again, this time from the other side. A easy set into her stomach as she started to walk faster. She could hear it down, someone was in the woods. Laughter rang out and the sinking feeling grew. She felt almost sick as she turned the corner to come face to face with a man. She could smell the beer on him, she stumbled back. Her hand coming to rest on her chest. "You scared me." Her voice gave away how nervous she truly was.