3 - STRANGER THINGS COME WITH THE STORM

Now, the breeze was blowing through the city streets — the people clustered outside the houses, wearing the cold clothes that they have founded, and blankets over their shoulders as a complement to being protected.

The stores hadn't warmer clothes, and they weren't ready for that.

Nobody was.

They were caught by surprise. Shopkeepers, and residents.

But Angelo's eyes didn't shine because of the snow. They shined for the opportunity that he would have in the next few minutes to steal that Smart TV 55'' he wanted so much, without being seen from the city cameras, or residents distracted by the strange phenomenon happening in Black Lake.

Just thinking about the porn and action movies that he could watch in that immensity who would be the television made his cock goes hard inside the pants.

He smiled at the window, staring at his reflection.

—Virtual chicks are waiting for you, sweetie — said to himself, blinking before he would leave. It did not even go through his head that he should wear something warmer, after all, he was not used to snow.

What he thought was happening. So, he went into the car and crossed his home's street like a ghost.

He passed by Marcos and his mother who was looking like two silly children with open arms, looking up at the sky.

People were outside, making snowmen or throwing balls at each other. He was happy to see that and pressed the accelerator. He couldn't lose this chance. With his minimum wage, he would only buy one of those in ten years. It was his chance. The destiny was giving him a gift.

Reginaldo, the owner of the small store (and his drunkenness friend on Friday's night), wouldn't miss that object. He had insurance, and Angelo knew that. The next day, he would pick up the phone and notify the insurance company, and after a few days, he would have his money back.

But Angelo remembered that if he invited his friend to his house, he would have to hide his beauty.

Crossed the neighborhood with the speedometer marking 80km/h. He did not even think of the danger he was getting into while driving under the surface full of ice with an unprepared car to that situation.

But the destiny was by his side. She was by his side. She felt the man and his character. And she was expecting him.

He passed through the streets like he was someone's spirit who had passed away a long time ago and could not be seen by human eyes. Parked the car in front of the store (which would help in the quick escape). Left the engine on, and the door open. It would be quick. Get in, take the toy and go home. Nobody would know. Only him and the falling snow.

But she was the snow. And she smiled hidden in a dark corner of the shop, waiting for the man. Reading his yearnings and his being.

He placed his hands on the door handle hoping that the door was open, so he wouldn't have to break the window, causing more loss to his friend. But as he suspected, it was closed.

He went back to the car, took a wheel wrench from the trunk, and without thinking twice, he threw it against the glass.

The noise was deafening, and for one moment, he thought about running away. Other p aseople could hear it and go against the sound emitted by the glass sprawling on the floor. He stood still for almost a minute, waiting to see any movement in the streets.

It was still empty.

So, the thoughts of the TV at his living room filled him with courage one more time, and he started to walk in a hurry. He would try to be as quick as possible. He didn't want to be arrested and be known in the city as an opportunistic thief. He wasn't a thief. He only wanted a TV that was too expensive for his miserable salary.

He got in by the hole, now opened in the enclosure. The boot's sound is crunching the glass on the floor once again, lighting the warning in his head. But it was too late now. It was done.

He knew where the desired object was hidden. He already had stopped so many times in that place to admire it. He passed by the corridors that would take him to his gold mine. When he was almost there, his heart froze.

"Reginaldo is here; I'm fucked," he thought, with his feet pinned to the store floor.

There was someone behind the counter in the back, where Reginaldo used to take the devices for the customers.

He stood still, watching the form that wouldn't move. His eyes started adapting to the darkness, and relief went through all over his body. It was a woman's silhouette. He could handle that. Maybe she wouldn't even see him.

He got close to the TV as he was going to take it and leave. Fuck whoever it was. But another thing his eyes saw made him change his mind.

Her breasts. Large and round. Exposed.

Did he see right? Isn't the dark playing a part?

He didn't think so.

He forgot the TV for a moment, and started walking towards the stranger.

—Well, well, what is a lady doing here at such a time?

She didn't answer.

Now closer, he could see the woman's teeth forming a seductive smile.

—Are you shy, Ms.?

She shook her head positively.

—Don't be afraid. I'm here to help. Are you lost?

She denied.

The woman started to move around elegantly. She stepped out from behind the balcony, and made Angelo's member almost explode inside his pants. She was completely naked.

—Look, ma'am, that makes it hard for a gentleman to hold on, and not play with you.

She smiled and made a sign with her hand so that he would come towards her.

And he went without knowing that death was waiting for him.

He stood in front of her, and the woman's hands went straight to the man's shirt, pulling it away.

She lowered her eyes, faking a shyness reaction.

That made Angelo almost cum in his pants.

The woman repeated the same with the man's pants and underwear, and in a matter of minutes, they both completely naked, covered in the darkness of Reginaldo's shop.

—Don't you speak? I love it when women beg for a dick.

The woman just smiled.

—OK then. I don't think that's so necessary.

She laid him down, and he obeyed without blinking an eye.

She climbed on top, and then began to ride him.

The man moaned.

She smiled.

She felt his energy being drained — little by little. She was moving back and forth. She never had sex in her life, but her nature knew that. After all, she was all that. She started to go faster and faster.

The man cheered at the beginning. But then, it started to get weird. His dick started to boil. And then to hurt. He asked her to stop, but she just smiled.

But now, the smile wasn't shy. It was a maniac.

He tried to push her away, but the woman seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and didn't move an inch.

He slapped her face, but the strange didn't react.

Tried a punch, but he didn't succeed.

Started to scream for help.

Everyone in town was distracted by the snow, and no one heard his cries. And if anyone heard, thought it was the amusement of some other Black Lake's resident.

Little by little, the man was being sucked. His entrains began to be drawn from inside him through the urinary tract. And he howled in pain. He was sucked from inside out in less than five minutes, and his dream of having a TV or eating that beautiful, strange woman had vanished forever.

She got up.

And before she could think about running after another victim, the victim called out to her.

And she smiled one more time.