The INTRODUCTION...

This is the beginning of a story.that is unknown yet all too familiar to some women!

Finally, after the four hour flight, she arrived at her destination.  She was in a new country with not a dollar to her name and she didn't know the language.  Luckily, she knew SOME English because a lot of the signs were translated.  So, she finds her way down to the baggage claim, looking around every corner and double checking all the signs.  When she finally saw her luggage, she grabbed at it but, because the suitcase was almost as big as she was, it nearly dragged her around the carousel.  One of the airport security guards saw her and caught her before she fell.  People in the area started snickering under their breath and, of course, she heard them.  She thanked the guard and he was kind enough to put her belongings on a roller so she could make her way through the airport.  Before continuing, she went in the bathroom, checked under all the stalls, and found one where she sat down on the toilet and cried for a while.  She regained her composure and found the gumption to brave the new world she would be living in now.  She made her way through immigration, customs, and on out to the bus.  There were people outside that loaded the buses so that wasn't an issue this time.  She quickly walked down the aisle and found a seat.  As the bus fumbled its way down the narrow, winding street, she sat there in silence with a blank stare upon her face.  Her copper eyes were glossy and her skin was lightly tanned and as smooth as silk.  While sitting in the seat, her legs dangled above the floor.  She hesitantly shifted her eyes around the bus searching for a familiar and, at the very least, friendly face.....