Unwanted Chinese Woman
A hand touches my shoulder, and I look up to see the face of the leader, his face in a gri, Beautiful Asian Babes. “Why is he with you people?” I ask him sharply.
I edge in line behind three portly men, Xavier and the rest of our group following me. “Do I need to order for you guys or do you want to order on your own?” I ask them, my voice tinged with excitement. I have not been to a fast food restaurant in over ten years, so every action is an exciting adventure to me. It is almost like I am at Niagara Falls or the Grand Canyon, my eyes open wide as I survey my surroundings.
“What do you expect? I thought I would have a few more years to decide whom to marry.
” I said sardonically and still a little shocked. I could see her wondering where this was going. Vanessa turned her face to face me. She slowly found my hand and hold my hand. I ran passed the coach.
When I passed I saw Kayden watching me intently. “Seeing u throw an invisible spear and actually knock down stuff with it.” He smiles at me, and then turns to the next enemy.
He pulls a small pocket knife out of his pants and jumps the Shifter that’s the closest. Before I knew it, I fell on my face, tripping over my feet. “ You’ll be fine just a busted lip. Those witches don’t know how to really hit, so I guess you were lucky,” I let out a laugh.
She let out a laugh shaking her head. I let go of her hands, and sat down next to her, and just looked at her for some time. Unlike Brittany Kara was actually a pretty girl. She was a Latino.
She had long black hair, tan skin, green eyes, and she was pretty tall. About five foot eight.
The cave is small and intimate, Beautiful Asian Babes the few of us standing shoulder-to-shoulder in order to fit inside.
I lean back against the wall, confused as to what Ray means by bringing us in here. “Taylor what’s wrong? Are you hurt?” He panicked, and called Leo over. She released another squeal, grabbing my hand to pull me with her. Felicia had never left that underground room, full with toys and everything she could possibly want, and she hated it. For she had wanted the one thing I couldn’t offer; freedom. “Please, call me Maria, we are all in a family and soon your going to be my daughter – in – law.” Mrs. Cohen said. But what she said had struck me. Where was my faith?
Did I not trust him enough to come back? “And take down that poster?” I asked. “You can open it your damn self.” She replied as she sat on the window sill and stared out over the crowded street below.