Erika's babysitter was a Filipino or some piece of "Asian trash" according to her mother Paula. Dao was their neighbor Phil's wife. Dao was married to Phil because he'd been in a relationship with a girl (Alice) who had an un-diagnosed case of paranoid schizophrenia. She had the body of a model but the mind of a guy who wants to kill the President. Convinced he was fucking her best friend, because she was a redhead and new to town, she doused him in gas and set him on fire.
His chest and part of his face was burnt off. He was a sympathy case, the same applied to his Asian trash of a wife. She had come to America to love him and care for him, Paula called her a gold digger and Erika was quite worldly knowing that Dao's pregnancy was about getting a US passport. Having a Filipino baby sitting her was insulting, Erika could throw a party with crack cocaine, being snorted through $100 bills, and Dao's lack of English meant that she couldn't even call 911.
Erika looked at her babysitter she was about 5' 4'' in heels but she had jet black hair, a butt that would make a black stripper in Atlanta jelly, with shockingly white skin given she was Asian. But her pregnancy was the thing that didn't belong. She was pregnant with twins, had breasts that were at least DDs, titties that would make the Kim K green with envy. But she carried herself with a style and fashion that made her look like she'd done this before.
Her face to Erika looked a bit swashed, like she ran into a brick wall, but it was more than a touch of Angelina Jolie with those full lips and dark haunting look. Erika wanted to know why Phil? Why that scared asshole? She considered the spray that showed a faint purple glow in her hand...