Sheila told me that eternal hunger was the price Francine paid for her metabolism. I found this more than a philosophical comfort. It also gave me tim... to formulate some questions. Francine is much more helpful when there is a question posed. Then, only about 75% of the commentary is disposable.Francine told me about the evening she and CC had spent. I knew from experience that Francine was an excellent teacher. This helped me connect some dots. I asked Francine about plans for the wedding. When I asked her why, she said they didn't look sexy at all. Well, I guess a succubus would know about sexy.When we got called back into the kitchen, Rose's mother addressed me for the first time. "May I call you Arthur?" she asked. I gave her a nod and she continued. "You can call me Scarlet or I guess Mom if your Mom and Rose agrees?" Rose squealed (again proving she was a teenage female) and hugged her Mom. "I understand how Rose and you feel. But marriage or to be more accurate, a concubine. "Not only was this travesty made but now YOU are going to sit here and watch it!" Well, don’t you want to see what a sharktopus looks like?" he asked.She just stared at him again. "Unbelievable," was all the answer he got and she lifted her book as a shield between them.Only a few more minutes passed before she moved to get up. "I'm going to get something to drink. Want anything?" she asked. At least she didn’t seem to be actually mad about his choice in entertainment.He lifted his clinking. "Jolene whimpered miserably. Not believing what she was being made to do."Go on Mom" Lem sneered "It’s flirtie skirtie time. Git it on up there an’ show everybody what we want ta see." With tears of abject humiliation running down her cheeks, Jolene began to lift her skirt up her thighs."Thass it Mom" Jude grinned "Get it on up there an’ let’s see what you got on under there." Choking back her sobs, Jolene lifted her skirt as high as modesty would allow. Any higher and she would be showing her.