How dare she sing at the crack of dawn and not control herself in a proper manner?? John Willington quickly dresses and straightens himself up so he l...oks the elegant part of a noble Southern master. He races down his ivory staircase and quickly rushes through the foyer of his mansion. The angry tyrant briskly walks down the marble steps of his entrance as he rushes outside. He walks with poise and dignity, but a definite undertone of rage can be sensed as he approaches the crowd of slaves. After our love making, Marina was snuggled up beside me with half her body on mine, I just couldn't help but smile as I held her watching over her, "so so beautiful" I mumbled softly as I touched her cheek with my free hand then just lied back staring at the ceiling and then just out of nowhere I began to wonder why I was holding onto what Marina was no longer. I know I was no longer in love with her and I also knew that if I wanted some sanity and happiness I had to let her go, but that was. It’s not like you haven’t been clinging to him like a tick on a dog ever since he got here.’ ~~~~~~ The moment I came back into the den, I saw Jenny dismissively walking away from my sister with an angry look on her face. ‘What’s wrong,’ I asked, ‘Did you and my sister have an argument, or something?’ ‘No, not really,’ she said, seemingly out of sorts, ‘Can we please get out of here now?’ ‘Sure,’ I replied, ‘Let me go tell my Mom that I’m leaving and then we’ll go.’ ~~~~~~ We took Jenny’s car,. Aber was sollte es schon ausmachen? Schließlich befand sich kein weiteres Auto hinter mir.Jetzt hatten mich die Damen erreicht. Das gab es doch gar nicht. Es waren wirklich mächtige Absätze. Trotzdem konnte das Mädchen elegant davon schreiten, ohne in ihrem Schritt gehindert zu sein. Die Plateaustiefel verursachten ein Klackern, das mich innerlich rasend machte. Sie hatte ein helles Milchgesicht und helle blonde Haare. Keine langen Haare, eher ein Wuschelkopf. Ich konnte die Frisur schlecht.