Monster
He was lying on the floor senseless, blood was oozing through his body.
A few minutes ago, I was enjoying him, wasn’t I? I could still feel his heat, his touch, his tongue, and his hand. He was whispering beautiful things in my ears, touching me, and making me feel how beautiful I am. Not a single boy had ever appreciated my beauty. In high school, kids used to make fun of me, they used to call me ugly and fat. I had brown hair, green eyes, and pale skin, but I was not a pretty girl. I didn’t have high cheekbones, long eyelashes, and arched eyebrows. But Luther, I sighed. He was so beautiful. What did he want from me, my virginity?
I would have gladly given him my virginity if he was not a m