Fingers like wrenches, he clasped my shoulders, locking them tight, his nails biting into the flesh
. .
. It was just as well. He didn’t let up
Fingers like wrenches, he clasped my shoulders, locking them tight, his nails biting into the flesh
. .
. It was just as well. He didn’t let up
Fingers like wrenches, he clasped my shoulders, locking them tight, his nails biting into the flesh
. .
. It was just as well. He didn’t let up