&quot;Well, what are you waiting for?&quot; she said almost robotically as she lay back, propping herself up by her arms behind her. &quot;No, no...I'm not here for that,&quot; he stammered, looking at her. As he drew closer he could see her fully, blinking behind two large eyes and a peaches and cream complexion and a waterfall of dark hair. She was like a living breathing doll. He stopped breathing for a moment. He didn't know that these girls were so pretty. He had expected a much older woman, bleached hair, red lipstick with a cigarette dangling from her mouth that coughed out raspy words from wrinkled lips. She gave him a worried glance, and edged back a little. &quot;You aren't going to kill me are you? They always warn me about this, I mean, this is dangerous country out here in the middle of nowhere desert, you know.&quot; He could see she was inching her hand slowly to the bedside table. He hoped that she didn't have a bowie knife stashed out somewhere. &quot;No, please,&quot; he began. &quot;Really, I'm not even going to touch you.&quot; 2008-05-09T23:41:26Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/29921 <p>Fabulous descriptions, who is he and why is he there? :)</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29921?basename=61278 2008-05-09T23:41:26Z Mistress Elsha Hawk http://ficlets.com/authors/mistress_elsha_hawk <p>Certainly makes one curious. Nice job continuing to give them both a bit more character. I love the description of what he was expecting.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29921?basename=61185 2008-05-09T18:07:44Z THX 0477 http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477