I watch Zaira.
He red hair wisps around her face as theorized for an escape.
They all do.
But Zaira, she is my favorite.
Her fiery hair matches her spirits.
... That's why I chose her as one of my wives.
A fine one she'd make.
She would be the one to produce my children.
The others are more for the times I get bored with Zaira.
One older, and 2 teens.
Daily Rae Wendy Williams.
I think she was 13 or 14.
... I'm fine with that...
She's very... Developed for her age.
I can't control the smile on my lips as I watch Zaira-naked-walk toward the back wall. She was observant to that kind of thing.
"What?! You spying on me, too?!" She shouted, picking up a microscopic spy camera I had hidden on the wall."I know you're listening, you fucking bastard! Answer me!"
I sigh, and walk away from the window in my office, over looking each one of the girls...
Sanctuaries.
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