Out on the periphery the ladies were of modest appearance, at best. As I approached the center of the district, they became damn gorgeous, beautiful e...ough to be models. I had read that most of the ladies there were not Dutch, and, indeed, some were obviously of distant nationalities, mainly Indians with their tawny skin and beautiful nipples. I passed around the area several times, mentally marking my choices for the evening’s delight. I didn’t really have a particular appearance I was looking. A look of agony was etched on his still face.“Jesus Christ, Ben!” she yelled as she darted the last five feet and dropped to her knees at his side. “Holy shit, are you dead?!” Emily loudly asked his unmoving body, already pretty sure he was.Not knowing what else to do, Emily let out a piercing scream and slugged Ben hard in arm.As the echo of her scream slowly faded through the trees, Ben began to stir.BenEverything was darkness.Ben was enveloped in an endless sea of black.He guessed he must be. Third, he had to takethe initiative to go down to the department store and figure out justwhat get. And I'm sure it was a little embarrassing for a teenaged boyjust to be in the cosmetics department, let alone having the sales ladyapply lipstick to the back of his hand! Boys that age can be so self-conscious! And lastly, well, let's face it, I was flattered that hebought me something so personal, and well, I guess a little risky. Mostboys would not get that for their mothers.There was a. "Anelie shot him a glance. She shrugged as her attention went back to the road."A thief who doesn't bother anyone is not a thief I'm worried about."He nodded again. Felek could hear Shanna in her voice. Ewa had told him once that he was becoming more and more like King James. The same seemed to have happened to Anelie. You became your idols.He glanced behind him. Luckily, Ruta did not seem to idolize his sister in the slightest. She waved to him from her seat next to Issa, cheerful and bubbly..