Fatima was entranced… No… that wasn't the right word… There was pressure. She wanted to kick, to bite, to punch, scratch and scream. She wanted anything to avoid this… But something wasn't letting her.
And then… She saw someone who nobody else saw sitting in the corner of the room, a young woman, with crimson twintails, and matching eyes. Covered in tattoos that were clearly in unison with some other in some pattern she did not recognize outside of poker.
This woman with stunningly perfect north-east Asian features, yet a hair and eye color that was anything but, watched with a perverted gaze, and an approving expression as she slipped her hand in to her panties all the while Alex shoved his tongue into Fatima's mouth as she tried to point out the woman masturbating in the corner of her bedroom, on a chair that should not otherwise exist.
