“There’s nothing to be scared of!”She turned and looked back over her shoulder, perhaps longing for the safety of the dense undergrowth and the ...arkness of the canopy. For a second, Jules was worried that she might refuse to board the craft. After a moment of hesitation, she took a tentative step up the ramp, her claws clicking against the textured metal. Jules waved her forward, encouraging her up into the troop bay, her hands slowly descending from her ears as she realized that the noise. I only just managed to stop myself from replying ‘I’m not,’ although the retort was on the tip of my tongue. There was no need to look stupid as well as appearing a coward to him. ‘I came here to be alone. It’s nothing personal to do with you.’ I replied instead. ‘Do you want me to go away?’ Carlos said softly, the mesmerising gaze of his dark brown eyes searching mine for the truth. My mouth was about to lie, to say, ‘Yes, leave me to my thoughts,’ but before I could speak, I was shaking my. In the end, I faced five goons by myself. In quick succession, I knocked three of them down hard, and that gave me the opening to run.“I thought I got away, or at least I did get away until Mack showed up. I would have run to the Sr. High School and caught the bus to the village there. It was on the other side of town, but I was a fast runner and could make it. Mack pointed out that it was too far, and the goons would be in vehicles looking for me. He offered me a place to hide, so I took it.. ..should I wear a blouse or a tank top?" It was 89 outside, so I suggested a tank top. A few minutes later, she came down the stairs wearing a form-fitting off-white tank top with a very beige bra under it, a pair of olive green shorts which really showcased her legs, and a pair of darker olive heels. Her legs and arms were tanned, and with the hairdo, she was gorgeous. To my shock and delight she said, "Can you see my bra through this top? I usually wear a beige bra with it, but didn't bring.