Master Chen circled slowly to assess his new prisoner's physical attributes. Her brown hair framed her face like a lion's mane; her smooth skin was l...ght as porcelain. The stringy top hugged her firm breasts as if it were a second skin, allowing the onlooker a hint of the treasures beneath; the shorts showed off a generous portion of leg. Her dainty feet were shoeless - the only article of clothing missing since her abduction. All in all, she was quite a sight to behold. The Master nodded his. Andie replayed the message two times, trying to figure out from the lone of his voice why he had called. She reached for the phone several times and each time she pulled her hand back. As she sat staring at the phone it rang and she quickly answered it. She winced as she realized that she was talking too fast and too loud."Hi Andie," her friend Becky said, "I was wondering if you'd like to come over and spend Christmas with us. We're going to eat around five."Andie hesitated before she. Evidently something about the situation was hilarious to him. Lucian found the snickering and laughing something mundane, he never would pay attention to people that had nothing better to do, but offer their cold critique in the most deprecating way they could think off. Almost as if something could be learned if they just made fun of their target hard enough.Ericha glared at the man, he took the challenge gladly as he thought nothing of the woman’s searing stare. He could not care less. A. ’ ‘Great.’ I walked her over to her car and gave her my phone number. ‘I can meet you at the restaurant, if that makes you feel more comfortable.’ ‘Oh, no, you can pick me up. I’ll call with directions, say about four?’ ‘Great… uh, thanks.’ I almost got hit by a car, I had turned around and stepped into the traffic lane so fast. ….. ….. I stayed as far away from the Charthouse as I could. It had lost its luster for me and I took Cee-Cee to the Warehouse in Marina del Rey. Its dark interior.