The cold sweetness of the fruit made her head tingle. She got to her feet with her cup and went to look over the counter. There was a door marked STAF... ONLY. The smell of the baking seemed to emanate from there. Someone had good culinary skills and Chinwe was curious. Sammy heard the door creak open behind him and whirled around to see Chinwe at the doorway. She was bare feet and had an astonished look on her face as it took in everything. She was even more breathtaking when her mouth hung. He loved the open space and adored helping me work, so it wasn't unusual for him to ask to spend his weekends with Uncle Jake. The kid was 14 now, he'd be starting high school after this summer. All grown up now, in more ways than one. I practically crawled out of the truck and up to the house. My home, my hide away from all of the things I hated in the world, was now tainted. I swore I could smell the little bastard as I walked through the front door. Like pine trees and teenage-boy favored. ? I made the mistake of telling her that. Afterall nothing can produce more of a stanch than high top converse sneakers andall of the girls were wearing them from the cheerleader practice. ?listern slaveasshole?, she replied, I have worn these socks for three or four days and mysneakers are a year old.? They are wellbroken in and are conmfortable for our cheerleader gymnastics.? Because you are a rude slave, I will neverchange my socks for a month and you can enjoy a daily ripening experience.?. Kal winced, "True."Perra was getting impatient, "Out with it! What's this explanation as to how something that is supposed to take ages managed to happen overnight and with the girl who kidnapped you?"Kal winced again under the young girl's gaze, "Ikuno thinks it's because I was her first."He turned his head to the side and waited for the explosion. A few moments passed with no answer from Perra."That makes sense, some of us girls put a lot of emotion and trust into the person we choose to be.