Jack

Sephora Thompson. I watched her from the stalls. She threw her body up and around and into all different positions in front of the sparse crowd as they ooh'd and ahh'd her. Once her routine was finished, the few spectators erupted into applause. Sephy took a bow, smile plastered on her face. Only, I could see it didn't reach her eyes, fake. The ring master came and took her hand and together they bowed. Was that a falter I saw when he touched her? " Ladies and gentlemen, our amazing acrobat Sephora!!" The ringleader shouted and Sephy took that as a cue to backflip out of the ring to backstage. Well she was good and soon she would be mine.