The Using of a red headed female
She shuddered at the touch, part fear, and part pleasure. She was scared of him… yet…she was almost on edge, wondering at what he would do. He chuckled, reading her well. He knew what she wanted, what they all wanted. He compared his dark skin to hers. Dark and pale, black and white, Yin and Yang. They were meant to be together. He knew as soon as he laid his eyes on her. She was too frightened to defy him, in fear of what he could do, so he could do what he wanted. He let his hand stray...