Japan’s Fan-made Collection Volume 34
2 She let her eyes adjust from the afternoon glare to the dim interior of the club and then took her regular seat. “I’m sorry everyone,” she said, although no one could hear her. XXX Leila unlocked a door and brought Andrea inside. “You’re always so sweet. Leila purred. And if it turned out Leila was hurt, or worse? Does that make sense?”
“A little,” said Leila, tilting her head. She pushed Leila’s hand away. She gave Andrea a quick smack and giggled as she jumped. She leapt onto the counter and snarled, and he ran. She got as far as the door before she felt a weight drop in her stomach and went cold all over. Her tiny apartment was on the verge of freezing but she was covered in sweat. She was in a world all her own. After half an hour, Leila spotted her and came over. The woman struggled, throwing her attacker off, then standing and trying to run, but the beast caught up again
