he did it carefully, yet so smoothly, it was almost as if the wheels merely glided on the asphalt.
i also enjoyed the relaxed, carefree expression on his face. it was a refreshing change from his earlier, stony countenance.
the first shop we went to was located on a outskirts of rethymno, and was already bustling with crowd. there were young men busily looking at the cheap, imitation signature wacthes and shirts displayed at the stall. some were checking out the traditional grecian robes a thin, tanned blond man held out on each hand. one was an eye-catching scarlet colored robe, embroidered with gold on the edges.
the other was a deep, purple with silver that looked like satin lining the edges.
a group of english boys in their schoolboys uniform flocked around the fortune teller's booth.
who was an exotic, dark skinned indian woman, clad in what looked like a belly dancer's costume.
which revealed a fantastic amount of cleavage and a narrow, waist just as impressive.
it was no wonder why her clients were so eager to have their palms read.
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the Vampire's Mistress part two
Romancesecond part of the Vampire's mistress, guy hater Angela soon realizes that being a Master vampire's mate is quite a pain in the neck. when the tests are getting more difficult than ever, a beautiful vampire vixen seemingly attached with Mark and he...
