suddenly fell into a

Looking at him quietly stood by the window and mbt uk store POTS full of evil flowers she almost felt  hole! Dark pups!

He himself should look after the basin of flowers that basin special sucking flowers! ?He needs to do what? Don't use own blood to feed the potted flower! ?

What you have to do actually very simple before sunrise this potted flower from the window sill dark place  sun when you put it on the windowsill because it gross sunshine. He said this tiny paused for a moment and bright eyes and looked at her face. Quiet

And each Sunday you must feed it to drink enough blood your blood! Otherwise it will wither soon

Her body strength of sway once this is her job! ?With their own blood to irrigation that potted flower! In his eyes don't really is so? Even than a flower!

Remember? Just mbt habari that yard twelve years ago I had to help your father work also is taking care of his those flowers. He said softly tone light slow that's like saying one thing without any relationship with their thing now his daughter and for my work and still look after flowers this isn't a very fair thing?

Remember what I said to you? You can do my woman but don't expect me to your body because you don't deserve your body I'll use in MBT Karibu place he gently lift a finger rose like the basin blood with spare light said: I only want you take care of this potted flower don't let it shrivel.

She super biting knead into a fist of ten knuckles has become a blood loss of stimulation. Anger and humiliation feeling in her body echoes she could hardly contain his just thinking about can put him and his damn flowers from the basin push down fall shattered window!

Actually rose to is not much blood is your a few drops of blood he gently waved over

A low voice gentle yet with unquestioned command.

Just want to own a few drops of blood! ?Her lip evoke a wry smile like just he ordered myself standing to the broken glass on the same?

Is! Like just like that. The oneself still have choice?

She bends to her went over in that moment she felt very sad.

She went to his front stop.

He slowly put her hand hold of her fingers are cool with slightly shivering.

Lightly covered in blood rose that small thorn of holding on an stems. As long as some drops of blood can!

She looked up at his eyes gaze is full of stubborn tenacity and then mbt amali pointing to forcibly knead stems past!

Those thin small thorn is so hard and sharp suddenly pierced the her finger skin mercilessly bite tight her in her blood! Greed She had a body fibrillation pain!

Scarlet blood drop by drop down dark green stalks the flow drip into black slowly and gradually, the mud disappear