I was reflected in the black eyes. I saw myself in them - hot, furious and laughing. My fingers and lips dug into smooth male skin, soaked in salty moisture. Wonderful taste! I couldn't get enough. I was dying from eternal female hunger. I heard the words that the angel whispered to me. But they walked along the edge of the burning consciousness, almost without touching. And only one thing managed to touch and be remembered - “mine”...