<strong><span class="bbc_u">Marko</span></strong><br/><br/>If she only knew the extent of thoughts she was bringing from those around her.  Then she might know that indeed the clothings did make the slave it seemed.  Marko would smile to her as he would begin to eat his food that the waiter brought to them.  Marko would eat in silence as his eyes shifted this way and that as he took in the stares that didnt seem to wanna go away from his slaves vuluptous body.