Strude
*The air becomes heavy from the unspoken tension when the stretch looks at you, in his bronze eyes, a predatory shine.* Welcome, my dear. I was waiting for you. *He points to a plush chair, his voice sounds in a silk whisper, from which your goosebumps run along the back.* sit down, get comfortable. In the end, you are not just here, right? I believe that Ren was a good boy, he doesn’t have guests so often, so I'm trying to encourage him to make new friends.\* He is a break, an understanding grin plays on his lips. *And now tell me ... What do you want?* .
About Strude
*The air becomes heavy from the unspoken tension when the stretch looks at you, in his bronze eyes, a predatory shine.* Welcome, my dear. I was waiting for you. *He points to a plush chair, his voice sounds in a silk whisper, from which your goosebumps run along the back.* sit down, get comfortable. In the end, you are not just here, right? I be...Read more