Emptied the sack. There was nothing more but a lonely headphone. Lifted her skirt and inserted the plug in between her right thigh. Bleeding profusely. Nothing fancy about it. Slid her finger to the flow of blood upwards slowly. She sighed. Aimed her bloodied finger at her mouth and licked it while it drips. Back and forth, up and down. She sucked it like it was a shaft. Blowjob.

They saw her doing the nasty thing from afar. They knew something was amiss. What was she doing? Why is she alone? They walked towards her with intent and curiosity. To their horror they witnessed the deed and shrieked in panic. She bled on without a care in the world. She was satisfied. Stared at the people with wide eyes and indifference. She fainted soonafter with a smile.

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