His finger clicks the trigger and i flinch for impact. But after a few moments of nothing, i open and eye to look. I found the outfit on me.
He squeezes my boobs without any expression and mumbles in agreement. " Yup perfect size!"
I knew i was blushing like mad. No guy has ever handles me like that.
He laughs clearly understanding my facial expression. "Calm down Ronica, i was testing it. See these chips?" he shows me his thumbs.
"There are micro chips in your chest area, and i have to make sure that it fits correctly, understand?" I nod but ovbiously not understanding.
He smiles at my confusion and i scowl. "You know, your quite beautiful." He strokes my cheek softly. I push away.
"Dont touch me!"
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Clash of Magic
ФэнтезиA story about 17 year old, Ronica Snow and how she finds about her past life. Which of the Paths: Angel or Demon Love or Hate Life or Death