Standing at her window looking out over the street outside and the people walking to and from. Sure there were several out there and one would expect that they may visit her shop but thanks to a little work on her own and a lot on lou only word of mouth really brought anyone here. A few stragglers here and there yes, but the most of them knew her and of her buisness. Several travaled for miles and a few from across the country to deal with her and to dabble in the things she sold. Below her spice keeper was busy tending to the newly arrivd package as another over weight and over dressed high spender strdes past her out the door with a murmur "Goodevening Mistress Nassor thank you for staying open late for me"he calls shutting the door behind him to disapper quickly into the back of a waiting bmw whose driver waits to shut the door behind him.
The idiot to think the spice was going to help with his problem. He was better off with a herb or spice of a diffrent type but he demanded the same and nothing more. Alas who was she to deny her people what they wanted. In the end he would enjoy a little bit more sport in bed but it would not fully cure his problems. With a shake of her head she cannot hide the soft laugh that escapes her and to think she stayed open just for him. Behind her athe sound of a limb cracking gives way to her silent partner. "You're getting fat Lou, I 'm going to have to get you a bigger branch"as if to reply to her she hears the sharp hiss with her senstive hearing. The music and chimes were silent but it mattered not she could still hear the music of her native land beatting with the rush of her blood in her veins, it was something that never faded from her heart.
Subject: Moon's Caress 
