Prologue
Winter 1981
The sun was shining through the window, waking the girl up. She was young, barely 13. Long brown hair, piercing blue eyes and an addictive personality. A sudden camera flash filled the room.
"What are you doing?" The girl sat up in the bed, looking at the man who just took her picture. "I'm trying to sleep. I like my sleep. It makes me pretty."
The man sat next to her on the bed. He was older, old enough to know he shouldn't be there. He caressed her bare thigh and stared into her eyes. "You're beautiful. I want to capture your beauty."
She blushed, she couldn't help herself. She knew what he was saying was corny. She also knew it was wrong. Though somehow she didn't care. It was exciting and scary at the same time.
The man stood up again. "Get up, we're spend the day together. Go shopping. Whatever you want."
The girl smirked, "You're speaking my language."
Winter 1981
The sun was shining through the window, waking the girl up. She was young, barely 13. Long brown hair, piercing blue eyes and an addictive personality. A sudden camera flash filled the room.
"What are you doing?" The girl sat up in the bed, looking at the man who just took her picture. "I'm trying to sleep. I like my sleep. It makes me pretty."
The man sat next to her on the bed. He was older, old enough to know he shouldn't be there. He caressed her bare thigh and stared into her eyes. "You're beautiful. I want to capture your beauty."
She blushed, she couldn't help herself. She knew what he was saying was corny. She also knew it was wrong. Though somehow she didn't care. It was exciting and scary at the same time.
The man stood up again. "Get up, we're spend the day together. Go shopping. Whatever you want."
The girl smirked, "You're speaking my language."