Veronica rolled off the table to catch her breaths.
It's been so long since she'd had sex, and it was needed.
She tiptoed, careful not to step on a dried off wing to where her clothes were and began to put it on as fast as she could.
Though it would have been much better if she had with someone where genuine feelings were involved. She had always wondered how that felt like.
She picked up her purse and opened it to stare at the empty container that was so similar to that of the bottle of a perfume and smiled with unrestrained satisfaction.
It really lived up to its name and what she knows about it.
God's poisoning.
How her dear mother got her hands on it was really outstanding. She was right by giving it to her just for the purpose of empowerment. It gave her this sick feeling that she was equal if not above these demons.
