She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside. Every human being is a new thing, exists to do new things. He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts.
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