Chapitre 97: Corrupting the little Doll

Unh...I hate Mondays! Although, this was the day that Freckles would recognize that I owned her. I'd expect that she would open the package I'd given her over the weekend and be shocked at its contents. Then again, I'm betting that she didn't know who Philip Lim, Anne Klein or Michael Kors were, let alone that they were designers. I'd pegged her at a juniors size 7 and given her a designer safari outfit. I was dressed in a pink shift with elephants printed on the material. The idea was to give the impression that I was the 'object' of the safari... As if! In reality, Gracie had run into the biggest, baddest predator in the jungle and SHE was the prey!