What the heck was she doing here? She knew better than to listen to her friend, Danni, but at the time her words seemed to make perfect sense. “Yo... need to break out of your routine, Kat. Every day is the same! You get up, you jog, you have a yogurt for breakfast, you go to work and let that slimy-little-cretin-of-a-boss dump all his responsibilities on your plate, you come home, you watch Law and Order while you eat dinner, and then you go to bed. What kind of life is that?” So here she. A mature “eye catcher, head turner”, who has no idea that she is as appealing as others see her to be. She has been girl, woman, wife and mother. Respectable, Normal, Classy and endured everything a woman encounters, being female. She hasn't any thoughts of being better than or above anyone, her smile radiates a welcome and her eyes flash with anticipation and interest. Her dark hair flows long, crowning her beauty, around a youthful, oval face with sweetly puckered lips. She's a “busty gal”,. I am his killing instrument. Perhaps one day I will surpass him but either way it won't help you."Demus' attack was sudden and unexpected as he cloaked his intentions in the Force. Obi Wan barely managed to block the first stroke but was soon driven back.Backpedaling he was forced to give a lot of ground, as he twisted and dodged trying to avoid Demus' blade. Seemingly simple movements by the Dark Lord proved far more deadly than Obi Wan had given him credit for.Each time he avoided a strike it. At one instant, I let out my immediate feelings to her in rage, ‘I don’t know if I should tell you this but I fear you’ll share with the other servants and get me into deep shit’, to which she replied, ‘Please tell me, I won’t tell anyone’, as predicted. Plan was going above expectation. Now was time to move from square one. I stepped closer and told her I liked her a lot. She misunderstood and thought I was in love with her (a common problem with all village girls). I knew what she understood.