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Female, 33     Netherlands Thy skin so pale, eyes of icey blue, hair raven black. Daunting look yet so frail, dark but scaring me not. This beauty inmortalized by a man like thy. Close to thy I feel safe, in thy arms even more. Thy eyes piercing thru me soul, the passion reins. Searching thru me veins for the drink inside. Fresh blood is thy addiction, the power for survival. I offer thy me neck, will the blood be harvested? Thy scorching presence makes me body shiver. Ravenous and quick, drink me blood I bid thy. The red flowing from me veins, a marker upon. An eternal sign of lust, thy bite is leaving me. Me body lavenous laying in thy arms. The fresh redness still on thy lips. Still, souless, empty look upon me eyes. With glazed eye, I see thy, for the man thy are. An inmortal life by thy side in stride for lust. I am yours passionately, a guidance I seek. Breed me well master, for I'm to keep by thy, I long for thy, and a life beside thy, now and forever. Blood   Is There Anything Else?   Minions