sheets.

The bed is empty.

He has left once again, this time never to return.

Numerous fights, withheld problems, fed up has taken its place.

Sitting there, feeling his smell, she is inspired.

Sheets,pictures,cards,flowers,anything to remind her of the years wasted.

Memory crematorium, welcome these gifts for me, please.

Clothes,Toothbrush,Keys.

She is leaving, open to a new beginning, new perspective.

Slam the door, start the car.

Our new cruising speed is 120 mph. Put on your seat belts.

ForgottenĀ adrenaline rush, what had she been doing all this time?

Cooking?

Cleaning?

Stranger, be prepared, finally released from this cage, she will devour a every man that comes her way.

Forbidden secrets of womanly power are unleashed.

She will play with your mind like the quiet dolls of her childhood.

Consequences have created something unstoppable.

Be prepared.

Lust is born.

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