I saw a girl, out with a guy, as I was walking down the street. They were looking at something, but I couldn't tell what, something that puzzled them, and were making puzzled sounds. I couldn't really see her face because of the way she was standing. I saw her hair, her wrists, her long thin torso, and I heard her slightly hoarse voice, like she had been screaming for hours the night before.
Tonight I think I'll dream of making her scream again...
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