-Just a teaser of the story. Flavour and see if it strikes your interest. If so, review-

The cold gun barrel pressed against his head.
This was the end.

He could remember it oh so clearly. The raven hair that swished with every walk; he'd stare forever until he'd run into someone. He remembered the lingering smell she'd leave wherever she went. The touch of her soft pale skin…
            He remembered the way she looked when she was under him. The way she glided across the room – the way she slipped her shirt up.
            It was so real. He could feel the silky fabric of her slip the night after, and the tingle in his lips when she kissed him tenderly.
            And then, just like a dream, it ended.