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"…– Daddy! Tanya, girl, where are you? Call out, my little one!" She shouted again and again into the pitch blackness. No one responded. Only the echo of her heartbeat throughout her body made it possible to feel her existence fully.
After her cries, Tatka licked her still wet tongue over the flaky lips, feeling the tiny, dry scales. They immediately absorbed sticky, viscous saliva and swelled. Some came off and disappeared into the darkness.... New sensations gave her confidence in her actions.... She covered her face with her palms with her fingers spread, hoping that everything would pass now.... Just like they used to. Before their first kiss. She was shy, so she covered her face with her hands to avoid seeing his passionate gaze with a twist. And now, on the contrary, he would instantly calm her down and finally bring her back to reality. She closed and opened her eyes several times in a row. It was useless. Only a black veil that hid the coveted image from her....