The young man cowered by the bed, nursing his almost certainly broken nose, whimpering like a scolded puppy. Kathy stood, eyes streaming, shaking with...fear under the maniacal stare of her boyfriend, the blazing fire in his eyes burning straight through to her core. Hands turned to fists at his side; his stance became more threatening as he seemed to bear down on the pitiful whore of a woman whom he had allowed unrestricted access to his life and to his heart. Her pleads for forgiveness made him. But then again a mite is a bug on a chickens ass. Angel asked if I was a cop. I gave her that, really look and said not a cop but I was private security. She danced another dance, staying away from the gun and was actually beginning to distract me from Johnson. That was until Amy came over my ear piece and said what a hot little piece of ass. I had almost forgot I had a camera and microphone on me and Amy could see and hear everything I could. I also forgot that Amy had a computer in the van. The reason I tell you all this is because I want to tell you about my teenage bride. Agatha was seventeen, she had dark hair and dark eyes. She had a face of a goddess with slightly pale skin. She started to come into my shop on a regular basis, showing me stones that she needed shaping or cutting. As I got to know her, her demeanour changed she became outgoing and started to flirt, I was, of course, flattered, and flirted back. After a month or so of us getting to know each other I asked her. Wie leicht sich dieses dumme Stück doch manipulieren ließ. Das sie mit ihr verwandt sein sollte, konnte Tonia gar nicht glauben. Und doch hatten beide den gleichen Vater, auch wenn die Blonde das nicht wusste. Eigentlich wusste sie gar nichts. Außer tolle Schulnoten hatte die Blonde nichts zu bieten. Das Tonia ihr dennoch das Gefühl gab, sie würde sich für die Blonde interessieren, war reine Berechnung, denn die Kleine war ihr Ausgangspunkt für ihre Rache. Rache an ihrem Vater, weil er sie und.