Sunday, January 26, 2014

Status: Satora

Satora Razza   
~I wiped the sweat from my brow and took a bottle of water out, downing it in seconds. The ring had felt right. It was my place. In there, I had complete control. I hated being in the middle of so many bodies though but it was a weakness that I would not let hinder me. Showering, I let the water wash away the grime and dirt of my session. I put on a tight little dress, drawing attention to my body so I could scan the area with ease once I reached my destination.~
 — feeling evil.

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