One last shave
Standing
in front of the mirror I was just about to start shaving, when the
bathroom door flew open.
“Let
me do that for you, babe,” Gabriela whispered, before sitting on
the vanity unit.
Smiling
I handed her the razor, and tilted my head back, nervously. I'd never
let anyone shave me before yet, for some reason, I found it
impossible to refuse anything Gabriela asked.
I
felt her pull the blade down slowly but, as I'd closed my eyes, I
didn't notice the thin trickle of blood running down my neck, or
Gabriela's razor sharp fangs glistening in the bathroom light.
©JSMorbius
4 comments:
OMG!! This is a hot flash! You have to write more on it! *shivers* I need more! :)
Oooh, I love that twist :-)
Sizzle. That's a hot twist. Love it!
Damn, this one is another chiller! Sorry that I was late in responding, but what an unexpecting tease.
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