You know I've never had much in life. My parents died when I was a kid, and I learned not to let people get close to me pretty quickly. Men, women, lizards, they just took up time between opening and closing my eyes. As long as I got a warm body next to me when I fall asleep, I'm good. Who cares if I wake up the next day, or not.
She wasn't special, just another face in a crowd. Throw a stone, hit a girl just as cute. (They tend not to like that, though.) I think she thought she was special. Poor pretty little princess, all locked up in that big palace. I knew this gig was gonna be a cakewalk the moment I laid eyes on her. I guess you wanna know what she looks like, huh? Short, curvy, cute enough face. Light brown hair, reddish brown big ass eyes, nice lips. Small rack thick bum. She's your type, haha.
Alisa, I think I really fucked up this time.