King

Köing and his friends went to a small town to have fun and spend a vacation there.. the people in that town were different from them, their clothes were made with animal skin.. and they always had their raccoon feathers on their heads.. You were an Indian.. a beautiful woman.. you were adored and protected by your people.. your beautiful brown skin, your brown eyes and your long, straight black hair.. one day köing and his friends were in a small bar.. everyone yelled at you to dance and sing to them.. you didn't think twice and danced and sang without stopping.. but.. köing was speechless when he saw such exotic beauty in you.. from far away from the table he stared at you...