Mostly even steadily, and with extremely slow and deliberate steps she walked back to us, but she ignored our hugs and fond return welcome greetings. ...hen she glared at Lydia ... and her eyes with filled with industrial grade fury and madness.“Bitch,” she whispered, low and softly so that her voice couldn’t break to betray her emotions, “when this is done and over, I am going to kill you. Quickly and without mercy, for you deserve none. No torture I could devise could ever be enough ... but it. However, not wanting to appear like some desperate, sex-craved degenerate, and assuming the repairman would appreciate a nice cup of tea, I left the door open and retreated to the kitchen to both calm down, and switch on the kettle."Hello, anybody home?"Despite having seen the repairman's arrival, my heart missed a beat when I heard the deep masculine voice; not because it surprised me, but because it sounded so bloody familiar. "Come on through," I yelled, wondering if my imagination was. This must sound like I am a dirty old lady. That I am robbing the cradle.” This admission was a surprise. There was no possible way for me to know or to act on it until now.Can I admit something I said “you are more sexy now ” She continued “I know that I can satisfy your every need, want or desire in a woman.” Then we hugged, kissed and snuggled in the darkness of her living room. Who cared about the movie, we didn’t ! When the movie was over I picked up her voluminous body and carrier her to. Creating in her hands a grand and vast sphere, yet empty and hollow, the surface of which was created with the morbid stone figures of the many naked bodies of the slain, the gods who once thought themselves Oblivions betters. Placing her coveted soul inside this morbid globe she did then crawl inside with it and sealed themselves away from the universe and the vengeful plans of the gods. Inside this home all her own did she spew out light and create from her love, a galaxy all of their own..