It was close to midnight."You know it's coming up on that time." Are you going to be able to do it? It's only a kiss." Probably, but you scare me." A ...ig strong man like you, scared?" No one in my life ever hurt me like you did. I tried to kill myself with alcohol that week. If I hadn't been a coward, I'd have used a gun." I know! Why do you think I ran for two years?" Why did you do it, Mary? That's what I've never understood. I thought we were happy. Was it revenge ... for Elaine and the. It had been something that I had spoken to Art about that morning before speaking to Asana and Bizana. The AI had downloaded a few gigabytes of images onto a tablet for me of all the women in our community. They were all 'before' images of every woman over thirty and they were very detailed. I had shown them to Asana and Bizana after lunch, once we had arrived here and they had practiced changing their forms and appearance to create the impersonations that I now presented to Vicky. The two. Her name is Roselyn. She’s a tall, beautiful and aloof Black woman who goes to my old church, the Haitian-American Seventh-Day Adventist of downtown Brockton, Massachusetts. You should have seen her, folks. This dame was tall, dark-skinned and fine-looking, with the big round booty from hell. Roselyn is in her late thirties. I’m only twenty three but whatever. I’m cool with sexy older Black women. You could almost say that this brother has a MILF fetish. Actually, make that a Black MILF fetish.. " Subject changed. Have I ever mentioned that you have a gorgeous head of hair?" With snarls." It just needs daily attention from somebody who can stand behind you and see everything. Hold this." I missed you too. I love doing this. But the treasury is not going to pay for it." And they natter about family values. There. It's not one snarl now; it's three." It feels better, but that always sounds worse." Hold all this with that hand. I'm going to sit now. Three smaller snarls." That feels.