Without a word being said, I turned away from him and placed my hands against the rough surface of the wall, feeling the dirt and dust on my fingers, ...illing his touch. Swiftly he made his move, his arms encircling my waist, then his hands cupping my breasts, causing my nipples to contract, almost painfully.Stale urine soiled the concrete floor at my feet, eroding the brickwork and filling my nostrils, heightening the intensity, making me acutely aware of what this space is usually used for,. Instead, I turned and retreated back to the utensils, planning to head to the store front and through the exit to freedom.I guess you had other plans, for I as I turned to head down the main aisle, there you stood, just noticeable in the next aisle over. I froze in place -- startled at your sudden appearance. You were frowning, even your brows were knitted in thought, and... Was that anger I saw in your face? Impatience?You were holding the dog collar with one hand and slapping it into the open. Nothing like it would ever come my way again. There was one other intriguing inducement for me: I'd have a tenth c***d, who, rather than growing up in Zambia, would grow up in Europe; with all the advantages it's siblings would never have. That idea became the most powerful of motivators for me to do as Tomas and Mara were wanting me to do.Tomas and Mara stayed in Nairobi for two weeks, and though I had to go to work most days, I was able to get a few days off so that I could devote nearly the. Netheron’s military was powerful and took full advantage of the fact that all of Netheron’s soldiers were undead, thus they were unaffected by fatigue, hunger, sickness, or anything else that would weaken the living. But even so the living won the war and Netheron was completely destroyed, no one escaping the slaughter… or so it is believed, for that is not entirely true. When the capital Asterra was about to fall and it became obvious to all who will be the winner of the war Princess Altena of.