That leads me to now, perusing the shopping mall for suitable victims. I already had Miss “prim and proper,” so now I wanted someone desperate, so...eone who needed me in them at all times. And that’s what I found in my new latina flavor, Maria.Maria was taller than Carol, but unlike Carol she had a delicious body and knew how to flaunt it. She had a ripe ass, perky DDs swinging loosely in her shirt, and plump red lips, begging for a thick rod between them. Her hair was luxurious, hanging in. Instead of that she picked up coaching alongside coach Barry at the university, meaning that she could spend more time at home with her family. Her older sister's pregnancy also had an impact on her, deep down she could feel a bit of jealousy, secretly craving for her older brother to impregnate her as well as she would love to have a c***d of her own. But she knew that that would be a possibility in the future.Jake returned to his studies, although this time he would study and work from home. Otto's presence appeared to relieve any worry that King had over Queen's welfare, and he was ready to return to the wagon as soon as Queen and Otto were ready to go. Otto relieved the Indian of his few possessions, and they returned to the wagon.Otto was worried that Queen would have trouble jumping into the wagon, but she had no problem. Apparently, the knife wound was more of a nuisance than anything else. Queen assumed her normal place curled up on the seat beside Otto and ignored her wound,. He is looking at her with absolute indifference. No emotion whatsoever. Her anxiety becomes pure panic. It grips her from the inside and squeezes her wind pipe. Everything in her body wants to flee. She has to get away, now, but she can't budge. He is sitting on top of her, holding her down and glaring at her with those stark, blank orbs. She doesn't know what he is capable of. She believes he could do anything. If his mind is as blank as his eyes, then he could end her right here and not.