<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Kairi Mido</strong></span><br/>__________________________<br/><br/><br/>Kairi's head lifted from where she was pushing around a potato.  "What!  So soon.  No...training," she asked, her voice suddenly squeaky.  She had been hoping for time.  Time to put off the inevitable or at least maybe an escape.  She'd never be able to if it was tonight.  She glanced at the window.  When she had looked out, the light was already starting to fade.  Looking back at Lita, her eyes narrowed.<br/><br/>"What do you mean...gentle?"  Kairi was thinking up all sorts of things about who this mysterious Mr. Black was.  A big fat bald man with gropey hands.  She shivered at the thought, though that wasn't even the worst of it.  If tonight was the night, what horrible man or thing would be having his way with her.  She had only seen humans.  What if Fatima was right and they really did look like aliens from TV.  Oh God, what if it was like an alien form that Sigourney Weaver movie.  Her eyes widened in horror.  "What do they look like the Yak..Yakua.  The alien people."  She had a hard time pronouncing the word.