Far into the coldest winter the old man had seen in some time—everyone was feeling its bone chilling effect.He knew the boy's name was Joey, and tha... the boy's father had lost his job a while back. The sad fact, the family had fallen on hard times of late.The boy was walking hunched over as he tried unsuccessfully to ward off the biting cold winter winds—his bare hands were stuffed deep into the pockets of his threadbare coat.Suffering from a bad cold, the boy stopped and pulled out a wrinkled,. She had decided that if she was destined to be a monster’s bride, she was going to go in knowing how to fuck. She would take on multiple lovers daily, once even three at the same time, with one cock in her pussy, one deep in her ass, and one in her mouth. Her reputation for being a whore was well known in the village and while some looked at her with contempt, others saw her as brave for preparing like she did. Some suspected that it was to be disqualified for being such a whore while others. "But it's so hot in here," she replied as she started to guide his hand up her bare thigh under the table. As she reached for her new drink she adjusted herself in the booth, she spread her legs and smiled at him over the glass.Surprised by her new boldness tonight, he decided it was best to enjoy it while he could. He moved his hand to the center of her heat, and slowly stroked her mound as he watched her facial expression. She had taken advantage of the lull in the music to talk to her friend. Only from far away one could hear the barking of street dogs, the humming of occasional cars passing by and other sounds that were impossible to specify. It was raining. A girl, 18 year old Nela, walked through the streets. Alone. Her hair wet from the rain, the cowl of her hoodie jacket pulled deep into her face and her headphones playing music while she was walking home. She just came back from an evening with her friends, where they watched horror movies (since Halloween came closer) and.