In a description of a story. A story called "Desire."She looked at the posting date, only three days earlier. She read the description. Her mouth drop...ed open, and her face screwed up into an expression of disbelief.It took her 10 minutes to decide that she would indeed read it, and even then, she realized her hand was trembling as she clicked the link.She read. And read. Thirty minutes later, she realized she was nearing the end of the story and a frown creased her brow. And then she was. I trust you. I don't feel like going out right now" and hung up. She didn't call back and I fell asleep about 15 minutes later. When I woke up I checked my watch and saw that she had been away for nearly 5 hours and hadn't come back! I called her but there was no answer. I waited 3 minutes and called back. On the second ring, I was cut off.I quickly put on my shoes and stormed out in the direction of Paolo's yacht. When I finally got there, 20 minutes later and breathless, the yacht was. The previously unused organ was tingling all over as it pushed against its confines. Richard froze, not sure what was coming next.The organ kept growing. The head was pointed down, allowing it to snake down his leg. As this was happening, Richard barely noticed a numbness spreading over the rest of his body. When the southward growth finally stopped, it began to grow hard. Richard felt an unsettling calm fall over his body. It was now that he realized the rest of his body was mostly numb, but. Tonya was obviously behind them at the corner of the building. I had seen enough killing for one night."Cease fire, cease fire," I yelled.Everyone sort of froze when I started yelling, so I motioned Lucy over to me."Help me stand up Lucy, I am going to offer them terms."She was by my side in a flash, concern written on her face. I answered her question before she could ask it."It's only a flesh wound in my calf, but it has numbed my leg."Between us, we propped me up on my good leg. I called out.