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Rated: 18+ · Short Story · Supernatural · #2275865
The danger of sleepwalking.
We enjoyed our romantic moments until her death in the previous year. I couldn't forget Rosy and how she explored herself with all her beauties in the bed. I also enjoyed it like a bee. But, God took her from me after giving me twelve years of entertainment. But not before it became a regular habit.
The time is passing away very slowly.
Just a few days ago, I started to smell the fragrance of her body. I started walking in asleep, the smell ran and disappeared in front of the door.
Today, I decided not to lock the door.
Again! Today, I get the smell of her body.
I started sleepwalking.
The smell came and ran. I followed it.
I came balcony from the unlocked door. I disbalance and fell from the sixth floor.
But, after entering a new world, I have yet to find her.
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