The only thing she could see was his eyes beneath the brim of his hat and above his mask. She had seen them look at her, at all of her, she had stoppe... considering herself an object of desire long ago. Whatever desires her husband had for her had died after the birth of their children. With an heir assured, her usefulness expired and her desire and love were left to wither. She felt a twinge of excitement as his eyes roamed across her form mixed with the tin taste of fear, she would be unable. Daina entered my room and said, Aamir, we have not been properly introduced. I am Daina, aged 20 years, a dear cousin of Ms. Jane. I have been living with her since I was 10. She is my only relative alive and I am studying in college.Ms. Daina, a finely developing blonde, with deep blue eyes, rose-like red lips, and with developing bosom. She had a boyish haircut, slightly taller than Ms. Jane. From a distance, she can be easily mistaken as a boy, that is what has caused me the confusion of Ms.. "Sorry Jen" I forced a smile and laid my hand on her leg, "What is it sweetheart?" Thank you" No need for thanks Jen, I regret hitting him though" What was said that made you snap like that?" Nothing really, it was just the way he said it, like you were some kind of tramp or something!" Tell me Danny" she put her hand on mine,"He just gave me the tape and said, "Here, this is what your fucking sister's really like" and sneered" Oh"We spent the rest of the journey in a companionable silence and. " Swiftly he outlined his requirements and immediately the villagers huddled together and shortly, with heads nodding, were leading Dent and his women to that very spot.It was perfect for what he wanted. It was a short distance out of town and up on a hillside that overlooked the harbor. Fresh water was readily available as was timber and an outcrop of volcanic rock suitable for building. It was very much the ideal location."This is just want I wanted," Dent admitted. "Who do I see about.