<div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/KamalaAvatar02.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Kamala Adani</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Casino Entrance<br/><strong>With:</strong>Her Master Ricardo Reyes<br/><br/>Kamala hated this life and what she'd become. In her age, to be used like this. This was unacceptable. But in this day, in this new age, she had no choice but to be used like this, this was a thought that was constantly going through her head. She often thought of the fact that there were still places in her home country, where women would be burned with the bodies of their husbands. She didn't think it was so terrible anymore.<br/><br/>She held back a dissatisfied noise when her 'master' pulled on the chain and wrapped his arm around her waist. She laid her head on his shoulder and acted as if she liked this. It had been so many years, maybe she did like it. You got used to things like this after so long of having it happen. But she was stubborn, very stubborn. It often came back to bite her in the ass, especially with Ricardo. She kissed him back when he kissed her, giving him a smile as if she might actually enjoy it.<br/><br/>She was wearing a black pinstriped A-line skirt that clung to hips and a red button up top, with the lowest red heels she owned, which were still a good 4 inches. When he unhooked her leash she looked around nervously, in places like this she only ever got harassed, "I'd much rather stay with you." She whispered to him moving into his side to whisper into his ear, not wanting anyone to hear her refuse her master. Instead making it look as if she was happy with her lot in life, and enjoying the time out that he allowed her.