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Hot sauce delight

She was on the dance floor. Pretty, pretty. She was on the dance floor, pretty, my pretty. She shook her warm body, it jiggled, it shook, pretty. She was pretty. Oh, so pretty. I'll always remember.

She sweated and panted, glistening in the lights of the lights, the lights above. She shook and swayed, pretty thing, pretty. Come to me, my pretty. Come.

Off the dance floor, late, club closed, closing in, closing in on her, closing in my pretty. The liquid look in her eyes caught mine from where I watched her, always watching, watching her, pretty pretty. I followed her out, she walked home, I knew she would, she always did. Never did feel fear, pretty girl, did you? I made a noise, a low noise, feeling her already, feeling her, she was pretty, she'd always be pretty. She turned, slightly, made a noise of her own, a questioning noise, and that's when I took her, took her down, took her back with me. She trailed behind, I dragged her home, they'd look for me the next day but I'd be gone. They hadn't seen me, no one had seen me, I'd watched my pretty and knew what they'd do. Inside my home, we were. My home for then. Home of my pretty. Where I kept my pretty. Mine now and mine always.

No need to rush, is there, pretty? Do it right. A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou. It's in the bible. Eat my flesh and drink my blood. Jesus. His blood was wine and his flesh was bread. All I need is thou, pretty. All I need.

You made other noises, later. Other noises, louder noises. Pretty noises, all of them, but they got real loud before I was done. Didn't matter. We had time. We have all night. All night to be done. You made me feel again, feel like I did before, feel warm and alive, and you did it all, you did it, my pretty. I was so lucky to find you. Feel special, pretty one. Feel special like you make me feel special. I'll keep a lock of your hair, your pretty hair, a lock of your hair to remember you by. I'll touch the hair and remember your face, your pretty face, prettier yet when I was done, with the wine covering your skin, your pretty skin. It was white, before. I'll remember it white.

You stopped making noises, near the end. You moved around more, but that's all right, that was over with soon. The bread was sweet and the wine was sweeter, pretty girl. But it was over and done, over and done, and you were pretty. Oh, so pretty. No matter what happens I'll remember you pretty. You'll always be pretty and you'll always be mine.

Away, though. Away. It's all over, it's all done, I'll go away now, my pretty, they'll find you, my pretty, you'll be pretty for them, too, but it doesn't matter, I've got you now, pretty, and I'll never let you go. Go, go, I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone. I'm away. You were pretty, my pretty. I still remember you, pretty. I'm somewhere else, pretty.

Somewhere away.

But I've got a secret for you, pretty. A little secret. Now don't be angry. Don't be mad.

I've found another pretty.

You'll meet her soon.