Sleep well, my friends. Young, delicious men out there – don’t bother locking your doors and windows if you fear a visit from me. Lock them even if you don’t. I promise, should I visit you tonight, you will gladly open the door for me, and should I allow you to remember (as you will beg me to do, along with sucking the very life out of you if I so wished), I promise – you will love every sweet moment my lips sucking against your flesh.
