She came for pain.
There was piece missing. An itch that could not be scratched. A hunger that could not be sated. A thirst that could not be quenched. A wish not granted. A match un-struck.
Tonight that would all change. Tonight she would find what she needed. Tonight she came for pain.
She had gathered up her courage, locked away her shame. She had reached out to the world.
She screamed out into the night, like a wolf howling in the distance. In that dark night someone heard, someone brave enough to howl back. Now she was here.
Standing outside of his door. Nearly naked underneath her coat. She was ready. She knew why she was here, she knew what she wanted. She raised her steady hand to knock on a strangers door. She came for pain.
There was piece missing. An itch that could not be scratched. A hunger that could not be sated. A thirst that could not be quenched. A wish not granted. A match un-struck.
Tonight that would all change. Tonight he would find what he needed. Tonight she came for pain.