by Anastasia Mantihora(Ukraine)

luciemerveille Description (midnight sun): Trembling with fear, half-pleased, and another angry with this difficult situation and the need to touch it, I'm a gentleman raised Bella from the sidewalk, carrying her in his arms, touching only the clothes, holding the permissible distance between our bodies. I was striding, being in a hurry to save her - in other words, save from me. Her surprised eyes opened wide. - Then you do not bear the sight of blood? - Could it be something ironic that? She closed her eyes and pressed her lips harder. - And moreover, the form not only of his own blood! - I added, my smile widened.

girl1115 wow : O great < 33