‘I’m going to wrap it now,’ she said, turning to grab the ace bandage from the table. As she did so I admired the profile of her face. She had a... slender face with a prominent nose and chin that fit her usually quick, sharp personality. The beauty drew part of my attention, but what I noticed most was the way the fabric of her sweater tightened across her chest as she reached for the bandage, accenting her small, firm breasts. Just as I started to admire them, though, she turned back and I had. Mujhe green signal mil raha tha. Mai usse phone par bhi baat karta tha aur kabhi facebook pe bhi. Phir aisa 10-12 din tak chal ta raha. Phir us din mera luck chala jab main usse facebook pe baat kar raha tha.Thodi der tak normal baate karte karte meri himmat badi. Aur maine usse kaha tumne abhi tak mera sawaal ka jawab nahi diya. Toh who pehla topic change karne ko boli lekin mere baar baar insist karne par who bolne ko majboor ho gayi. Ussne kaha uska pati usse jaada time nahi deta hai hamesha. .. outside the crowd was fancy dancing. Some of those hispanics can really dance ... and they were dancing with Wendy ... and the sheriff’s wife ... and both of them were having way too good a time.What I meant by that ... they were big eyed smiling ... and the smile reached those eyes ... if you know what I mean.A walking, talking invitation for further exploitation. Those Guatemalans are short ... but suave. It was the tall, handsome Mexicans that worried me the most.And not the ones cutting. “Master!” She blurted out. “Jade has wonderful news!” she said excitedly.“Go ahead Jade, what’s up?” John said, intrigued.“Master and Jade are genetically compatible! Master may breed with this one if he desires!” She said ecstatically.“But I thought...” John mumbled, before shaking his head. “I thought Nymphs weren’t compatible with humans?”“Master is definitely not human.” Jade said with absolute conviction.“Do you know what I am then?” John asked, hope suddenly burning brightly in his chest.