First was La Ronda, a tall black girl with a flame red afro who would live directly below Sara Jean. La Ronda favored big, jangly pieces of jewelry an...d flower print, low cut dresses that showed off her mighty cleavage. She looked like something out of '70's blaxploitation movie. Sara Jean liked her immediately, for her audacity if nothing else. A few hours later came Heather with the smooth, porcelain white skin and frizzy, raven hair, who would have the unit directly next door. Sara Jean was. I needed to see you. I need to tell you something." Johnathan had his arms around my waist. "Well, what is it?" "Alanna. I've been thinking a lot lately, and I was going to tell you this tomorrow, but.." he blushed, and looked down. I raised my eyebrows and smiled, encouraged him on. He looked me in the eyes. "I love you." He stated it clearly. "Johnathan... I love you too." We kissed then, a long slow kiss. "I can't believe you showed up at my house at this time of night to tell me that.". "I came for Arihah, the little girl, and Firestorm. Give them to me or I will kill all of you and take them. They are mine." He will kill all of us anyway, My Lady," Larelle murmured."Wrong," Elizabeth answered quietly. "You came for Farael. You have it. Now leave!" Elizabeth's voice was filled with majestic command."I will have the other things I came for also! Get out of my way or suffer the consequences!" Zareas demanded.I saw Elizabeth's eyes sparkle with undisguised joy, with happiness. My eyes watch as your skirt flips briefly, revealing the soft flesh of your ass beneath, and perhaps the barest hint of your shaved cunt as well. You finally notice me when my hand grabs hold of your upper arm, dragging you back, making you stumble, almost lose your balance."D...daddy?" you ask as you gain enough breath to speak. My grip tightens, dragging you closer, and you can see a bit of anger in my eyes; but what makes you scared is a harder thing, the burning, unrelenting lust in my.