Then I can talk to you and say goodbye as you cook me.? ?That sounds like a wonderful idea,? mom agreed. ?Maybe we can do a special that night... Jack. A mother/daughter special and you can sell reservations for that night on a limited basis. It should be worth a lot of money if both of us are cooked together.? ?Fine, mom, that sounds swell, but let’s hear what my meat sister has to say. ?Okay, I have a meatgirl on hold. She’s a grade B?? ?So we have no use for. "Oh my God!" Gail squealed again, "Elaine! You? You're the--and I'm quoting again here--'the only thing that gave my life meaning'?"Yvonne sputtered, "He said that?" He said that. He spouted poetry. He would have broken into song but I had to draw the line somewhere."Elaine was so embarrassed, she wished that she could curl up and die. Gail went on, embellishing Elaine was sure, to describe how after dinner, she and 'Curt' had taken a walk around campus. He had been very secretive about the. Butyou do see boy that you have not been real good today. You have complainedabout your outfit and your smart little shoes, you bitched about thechastity device and you raised holy hell about the back door intruder. YesI know it hurts going in, but it makes you walk so much nicer. Well whatBill said is true, you do walk like you have a stick up your ass. Oh mummyis just smiling she is not laughing, ok she may be giggling. She is notlaughing at you she is laughing with you, of course you are not. And he knows just how to pleasea girl," Poppy blurted, wishing the ground would swallow her up.Kimberley laughed uproariously, pleased to have pulled the sluttyadmission from her former husband. The other Kittens sniggered too,adding to Poppy's discomfort at her confession."Well, well." Kimberley finally replied, teasingly, "You really are sucha little trollop, Poppy. Still I don't suppose there's too much harm inmy tarts enjoying their work."She thought for a second before continuing,.