Dakota screamed in moaning. I looked down to catch Prince Elijah with his mouth over the Queen’s vagina. I looked to her face and found her staring ...t me with the biggest smile on her face and her eyes about to fall out of her head. The sentry fell over me and pushed his lips to mine. He dug his arms under my armpits and pressed his hands to either side of my head. My own mouth exploded in strings of random vowels as I felt the boiling pipe enter my body. My organs moved to the sides and bowed. Oh, modeling, of course, she replied nonchalantly. Harry couldn’t hold back at that point, and took over the story from there. It seemed that, when Rachel lived with him, Harry put together a pretty decent portfolio of his best photographs of her and sent them out to several modeling agencies. Within weeks, he was getting calls about her, and soon they were off to New York City. Rachel wowed the agency people, and she breezed through her auditions. She had bookings lined up by the dozens, and. I kept hoping whoever was in here with us would finish their conversation and leave. I desperately tried to think of something endearing to say to her, or at least something disarming. The voices grew louder and as I patted powder on my shiny nose and finished applying lip-gloss, I heard the frightening sound of a face being slapped in anger. I turned to look, and dropped the applicator wand I was so startled! As I fumbled around on the floor under the sink looking for the lost wand, I glanced. To the right was a small pebble stone pathway that led to the family graveyard. 10 generations of her family had been berried inside the graveyard. The last to be berried was her mother. With her mothers passing Jenny inherited the family property and all the other treasures that had been passed down. This gave her a small fortune to live off of. In the back of the house was a garden. Jenny used to play their as a child with her mother. It was a pleasant place, but as the time grew and she grew.