THE BEAUTIFUL STRANGER (PART 1)
“Hey, hey you, blue scarf!” Zakima stopped In her tracks as she registered that the words were meant for her. She looked around the subway searching for that voice, feeling…
“Hey, hey you, blue scarf!” Zakima stopped In her tracks as she registered that the words were meant for her. She looked around the subway searching for that voice, feeling…
It was bright red and the music was roaring in the dimly lit club. The floor was vibrating with the hard bass music that was making my head ache. I…