Fun, almost. Jill Valentine had made it into the back yard area of the Spencer Mansion. After that, things seemed to grow relatively quiet. There were no zombies outside, it seemed, and no other dogs had sprung out at her yet. She traveled through a garden and reached a murky pool filled with leaves, moss, and algae.
Fan Fiction Friday: Jill Valentine in “Snake in the Grass”
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The snake is small enough to fit in the gap between my big and second toes. It moves up my foot, draping slightly down along the inner arch. Up over my ankle bone and diagonally across my shin, the snake feels like a smooth rope being dragged across my skin by a lover. I feel the curve its body makes as it navigates the outer edge of my knee.
See More by IceHorse Carla had been told that the minor auditions for "Saw 15" were taking place back in the receiving area of packaging facility six, but this looked like every other warehouse she had seen in the area. She didn't see any cars except hers outside in the parking lot, or any signs of lights or other activity inside. The main entrance door that she parked next to was locked, and no one answered.
I had both the advantages and curses of being a rock star. The mood had hit me to get the most exotic and total fuck that I could find by the most talented cocksman I could attract. My voice was hoarse from all of the performances, and my ass was twitching for attention.