<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4a/Kendra_McCray.png)</div><strong>Kendra McCray</strong><br/><br/>Kendra McCray way a black girl in her mid twenties.  Her silky, creamy skin was so radiant, that she somehow gained  a resemblance to pure gold in bright light.  Gold was a theme of hers.  A heavy golden scarab on a matching chain dangled in  her pert cleavage.  She had several little pieces of golden jewelry, including a ring.<br/><br/>With raven black hair falling past her shoulder blades, a heart shaped face, kissable lips, and eyes like liquid night, Kendra was either beginning to tap into supernatural beauty or had a full Hollywood makeup team back in the plane.  She tossed a wistful gaze at the beach before following the woman who greeted them inside.  Kendra had dressed for the beach—something not uncommon for a girl flying a charted jet to a tropical island.  Her pert, full, mid sized breasts were half covered by a string bikini every bit as black as her hair.  The second piece of the bikini was little more than a thong.  IT was partially covered by comfortable old jeans that road low on her hips.  An intricate golden tattoo was inlayed at the small of her back.  Some would call it a 'tramp stamp'.  Kendra would smile quietly and simply reply, “That's our word.”<br/><br/>A big, fluffy calico cat perched daintily on her  mistresses shoulder, surveying her domain from on high.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Minuet_-_2012-10-16.jpg)</div><br/>She gave a soft whistle when shown to the rec room.  “This place has  a lot of toys,” She commented.  Turnign to the woman who'd welcomed them, she inquired, “Will we be meeting our new employer soon?”<br/><br/>Then she turned to the others.  “My name's Kendra.  My other sent me.  This beauty on my shoulder is Minuet.”