KARMA

I’m looking for a man to take care of me. Only a prince need apply, no frogs allowed. The only reason I came to this pile of junk was because of Sean, my newest boy toy. When a man has a gift for me, it gets my undivided attention. If it wasn’t for that, I wouldn’t be caught dead in this environment. The area reeked with poverty, a scent unfamiliar to me. Then, who knows, my presence might have been good for business.
But me, wait on a man? I don’t think so. My patience had started to short circuit. I glimpsed my watch repeatedly. As people walked past, I rolled my eyes. Their uncouth glares made my flesh crawl. I wasn’t there to entertain them, nor was I in the mood to be ogled. Byata waits for no one; I was irritated to no end. When Sean arrived he was going to hear my mouth. Humor, Reprint