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Peeping Tom

Watching him as the flames dart off the walls and on to his flesh, gripping his weapon of choice he uses slow soft strokes, he gives a low throaty rumble and speeds up, closing his eye's letting out his sigh of relief, he's finished, he gently places his pencil down and gives a wink, this peeping Tom has been spotted
Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
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