"That told me a lot. I always wondered why my wife never invited me to go to visit her mother or any of her sisters. It was like she was ashamed of me...or something. Now my view of them was that they were a bunch of man hating bitches and I was a mere fly in their soup. It appeared being kept from the family 'get togethers' was a good thing but this still did nothing to calm my growing fear that this was not going to end well. The fact that she was telling me this was a small glimmer of hope.. " You? You're already hooked, lined, and sinkered with Aiden," Elspeth said."Sinkered?" Hope asked."Sunk? Sinkered? Whatever." Yeah, well..." Corrine's good mood evaporated again, and she sighed. "Look, guys, thanks, but... I think I'm just going to head home and go to bed." Alone?" Hope asked. "Why don't you come back to our place and talk about it?" Talk about what? You already know what the problem is." We don't," Lorraine pointed out."Basically," Hope ventured, watching Corrine for signs. Fading out.A hand reached up from under the bed. The blackish, blue skinned hand with long, sharp, thick, black, fingernails slid over the covers. The hand glided over her ass and sqeezed once. Naudia's blue eyes fluttered open as she turned over thinking she felt something. There was nothing there. She sighed, "I need to get my PJ's." she said walking outside to see the rain had not let up. She opened her trunk and took out a bag. When she got back into her room she went directly to the. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard Tara make that sort of joke before,” she said. “Putting herself down like that.”I shrugged. “She only does it when she’s in a good mood. She’s been in a good mood all day.”“Is she really being punished?” asked Melissa. “Are your parents really making her wear that outfit and be the waitress?”“Yes, she’s being punished,” I said. “Yes, she has to do all the serving but the outfit is all her own idea. Like I said, she’s been in a good mood all day. I guess she took.