Supernatural

Alarmed by the blast Heather shoved the curtains in her living room aside. “Oh my God” she said shocked as she saw Meg’s body lying on the street. She ran outside, while she searched for her phone. When she realize she didn’t have it on her, she signed at a few passengers. “Don’t just stand there like some kind of idiots. Call 911!” she yelled angry.
She kneeled next to Meg and lifted her T-shirt. She turned away and covered her mouth. There was an awful lot of blood.
Five minutes later the ambulance was driving to the hospital. Heather searched through Meg’s purse and conjured...

This was the only awkward part, once the heat of pleasure had worn of we both realized that we were sitting naked in a freezing room, the chill was coming off the walls in waves, then came the rush to get back into our precious clothes, I managed to get mine on first, and showed some tenderness by helping her clamber back into hers, I held her for a moment and rubbed her arms, when I could tell that she was satisfied I pulled back, kissed her deeply and gestured to the stairs with my head, saying, I should probably go check on Ella, she nodded, understanding what I meant. Gently I let her go...