False II

Elma had stood by this road side waiting for the bus to arrive,she wore a silk long sleeve shirt,and wore it with a long satin skirt,and medium black heels. She let her hair fall freely; she had used her hands to part them behind her ears.

"I think I am starting to feel hungry," she said, rubbing her belly with the skin of her palm.

"Right. You must be." Soledad had a cute smile on her perfect white face; one that lifted Elma's spirit somehow.

"I am. So, can you please show me in? Thank you for your time."

Soledad reasoned that this was probably one of the reasons Riccardo had chosen to form an acquaintance with her. She wasn't like the other girls he was used to having at the house—that was some three years ago and none of those girls stayed until the next morning. He had them dismissed the instant he was done with them even if it was the dead of night, he did not care.