She down for dat, she down for dis.” He reached over and cupped one of my tits. Just then the clerk called out to us from the corner, “Get out... of the parking lot or come in and buy something.” I smiled and said, “I will follow you, but make sure she’s cool before we get there,” I said. Ten minutes later we got to a warehouse and parked in the lot between several other cars and vans. It was almost 9pm and no one was in sight. I stepped out of my car as they opened the minivan’s side. I took one last breath and embraced my fate.I lept down the hall using both hands to drag my blade across the dragons side. The dragon turned, as my blade was slowed dragging across its scales, and sparks flew where blood should have been spilled. My reflexes carried me backwards evading the dragons teeth. His scales were too thick. The corner of my eye caught the motions of his tail, and I ducked letting it pass over my head and strike the stone wall sending shards my way.The beast raised his. As the flames grow smaller, gently smoldering in the depths of the furnace Presley becomes slightly more aware of herself, as if being woken from a dream that started the day of her fathers passing, only now she stands alone. The black dress she wears covers her almost completely, material pinched in tight around the neck, waist and wrists, binding her body tightly like a cage as her arms curve around her waist, hugging herself in the fading heat as if she would start splitting at the seams if. Sociology research and coursework helped forget.I came out having dried myself with the spare towel I kept in my hanger. I tugged at my wardrobe door. It didn't budge. I sighed as I remembered. The key was with Shweta. I was now terribly annoyed at myself for giving her the key and submitting to her. I tied the towel around me. It covered me sufficiently, considering what I wore yesterday. I still couldn't digest the fact that I obeyed that little bitch and wore that excuse for a skirt to the.