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Anastasia was no average high school seventeen year old, she was undeniably beautiful, long silk black hair that fell softly along her sculpted lines along her bronzed back. Her body was pulchritudinous as if flaws were not recognizable. Her eyes were captivating as if they represented a life time of stories behind them. She was reserved and mysterious, not like most girls her age sneaking out and hooking up with guys at parties. In fact no one ever saw her out at parties or any social gatherings, her mysterious life outside of school made her all the more desired.
Little was anyone aware that poking around in Annastasia’s past was a particularly dangerous idea.Read this story