This would probally be marked as mature...

(Now, this would be marked as mature if I included the details but since as close as sex as I have ever been is "Friends" and a book that I only realised was maybe not for my age when they started having sex, I don't know how to describe sex in detail so just put your imaginations to the test.)

Grim took me to the grave house, the one I mentioned earlier. We went inside. It was not at all like I expected. On one side of the room was a bed- a dobble bed. There was a phone hanging on the wall near the entrance and a sofa opposite the bed, pressed against the wall.

Grim took me to the bed and sat me down, he layed his scythe over by the door and took his hooded cloak off reaveling his skeletan. The rest, you can guess what happened...

The End

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