A Siren Song

Small, loose stones littered the floor causing her to trip as she got closer to the cave. In their task, seemes that the man has been successful because a cave came into view, the entrance was so small she almost missed it. The cave was built into the muddy brown rock of the cliff, the stone guarding the entrance was jagged and uneven, arranged in such a way, that it would be difficult for passers by to spot.

The moment the babe stepped in she released a breath that she did not know she was holding. They finally, finally managed to find shelter, she thought as she shook her luxuriius, egyptian silk tendrils of the excess water. The only down side was that now they were stuck together. What should I call you? she arched her brow in question before her teacups pads took her further into the cave, droplets of water adorned the autumn tendrils of hair as it clungs to her body, revealing her curves and sensual hips.

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