The Rose
My eyes flicker over Lush's perfect body. He has just the right amount of muscles in his body. Not exaggerated nor too plain. It's just the way it should be. A small spark flares in my chest, burning with unknown intensity when I feel other people also admiring Lush's body. I have this sudden urge to set my own establishment on fire but I can't fathom why. I don't know the fire that has been ignited within me. It's new and destructive. I should put out the fire before it consumes me.
