OMG part 6 is out!!! It's shorter than the other parts...
"Why belly dance? Not ballet oder jazz oder tap?" He asked, breaking the silence as he sat down on the gras, grass beside me. I glanced at him, hugging my knees, worried that he found belly dance freakish oder something but there was only plan undisguised curiosity in his honey brown eyes.
"My parents taught me to fight, to kill. I was afraid, afraid that I would lose touch with who I am, my feminine side. My mum never taught me how to cook, how to put on make-up and a whole bunch of other girl stuff. Du cannot imagine how that feels like, to...
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