Having live on a sixth floor and that Koreans mind their own business, even if their neighbour was getting killed (they hate getting involved and woul... not get themselves killed). The flat door was slowly being turned open. The locks were turning loose. An expert thief was coming in. Unbeknownst to Brigette, someone had been spying inside her flat, for already two months now. Someone must have followed her home, studied her letters in the mail box, and when she was gone, timed themselves to. They were identical twins but had some physical differences. They were both 5'3", had long blonde hair, and green eyes. Mary was 34B-22-30 and Abigail was 34C-22-32. So physically Abby beats Mary with bigger boobs and booty. Unfortunately, they didn't seem to inherit their mother's kind and caring attitude. Personally, I think they'd seen Cinderella too many times. They seemed to think I was their personal servant. It didn't matter if we were home or at school. But lucky for me, they won't show. ‘I do,’ Cassie said defiantly. ‘I liked the brown dress better.’ The brown dress in question was made of chiffon and looked as elegant as a sack. It effectively hid all of Cassie’s curves and made her look like she was wearing a half-sewn caftan. Melissa and Ann looked at each other and sighed. ‘What about the other one?’ Melissa asked. This dress was black and had a corset style bodice that managed to squeeze Cassie’s voluptuous figure into hourglass proportions. It ended just below the knee.. And then I saw Bernd. Oh shit! He was in my class. I froze from sheerterror, couldn't move a single millimeter more.He looked directly into my face -- and then at the children. He went pastquickly.Did he recognize me? There was nothing I could see that suggested it.Anyway I couldn't see him any more. I hoped I'd not meet him at the cashregister.I didn't need much: ground meat and vegetables as well as tomato paste.And yes, the most important ingredient: garlic. I loved garlic. Wanted tosee what.