I'll write some more about it, if enough people grab interest.






There was something almost handsome about him, as she saw that cruel smile spread across his young features.

"But what about your promise?" she sobbed, collapsing to the floor from grief.
"What promise?" he teased. "I don't recall ever even seeing you."

"You said you loved me..."

"Love you?" he yelled, filling the entire house with his angelic vioce. "How could I 'love' something like you, a mere peasant's daughter?"

"I..."

"GET OUT! LEAVE ME! I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU!" he screamed, turning towards the window unable to even look at her.

Seeing the girl there on the floor struck something in him. Something he had never felt before. No matter...
With a snap of his fingers, two servants came in, grabbed the weeping girl, and before he could turn around; she was gone.

"Now..." he thought. "What shall I do next?"

her best mate looked good, maybe her mum, but that feeling of horniness just will not go away, oh theres a box of tissues------c'mon then!

Fantastic! Is about you?