Beauty & The Peace 1 His hand reaches out towards her face, fear rattles her steel nerves in an instant as she scrambles back meeting a cold concrete wall "huuh" her breathe escapes in a short gasp as his finger meets her cheek tracing down her neck to her unbuttoned blouse that exposes the roundness of her upper breast... Their eyes meet as his finger loops around an amulet draped around her neck tucked between her cleavage. He leans toward her neck, breath warm as steam... "Where did you get this amulet" his grey tone beats against her ear startling her to blurt out a muddled and desperate reply "Mine, was given, belongs to me" she takes a deep breath and corrects herself composed "It is mine, it was given to me by a friend when I was very young" She pushes his hand away and throws him a coy look. "Do you mind" she chirps as her confidence returns. She turns her shoulder and begins walking away towards the street light at the end of the dark alley. His composure crumbles as he almost trips over his own feet reeling back hitting the chain link fence behind him. She turns to ask "So thank you for saving me... Whaat is your" she looks to find he has vanished.
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