The Summer I Died: a Thriller
“The dog appeared behind him, its head following his movements.
The man looked like an enchanted stick bug as he floated across the ground, his lanky legs bending like straws. He held something ovoid in his hand, something he repeatedly tossed in the air and cooed to each time he caught it. As the vision became clearer, I saw it was a human head covered in dirt. It was Tooth’s head!
No, it wasn’t.
It was the woman’s head.
And I suddenly realized I was no longer asleep.
I went... rigid, my breath caught in my throat. He was here, in the dark with us, with her head. There wasn’t any candle; it was the stove’s embers casting the light. Tooth was whispering so softly I could hardly hear him: “Don’t move, seriously, don’t move.”
Naked, the man rolled the severed head over his body, down to his balls and stuck his dick in its mouth. I shuddered; I was at a loss as to what to do.MoreLess
The man looked like an enchanted stick bug as he floated across the ground, his lanky legs bending like straws. He held something ovoid in his hand, something he repeatedly tossed in the air and cooed to each time he caught it. As the vision became clearer, I saw it was a human head covered in dirt. It was Tooth’s head!
No, it wasn’t.
It was the woman’s head.
And I suddenly realized I was no longer asleep.
I went... rigid, my breath caught in my throat. He was here, in the dark with us, with her head. There wasn’t any candle; it was the stove’s embers casting the light. Tooth was whispering so softly I could hardly hear him: “Don’t move, seriously, don’t move.”
Naked, the man rolled the severed head over his body, down to his balls and stuck his dick in its mouth. I shuddered; I was at a loss as to what to do.MoreLess
Read book The Summer I Died: a Thriller for free
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
7 / 10
User Reviews: