“There that wasn’t so hard, now was it?” Nicole crooned. Anthony sat there; gritting his teeth. His facial expression told her just how hard it...was to apologize to Nomi. “Isn’t there something else that you wanted to say?” Nicole gently prodded. He remained stubbornly silent. “Hmm…it seems that the apology took a lot out of him. So…I’ll have to be the one to tell you the big secret, Nicole remarked. “It’s no secret that Anthony feels that women are beneath him, but have you ever noticed. She grabbed her shoes, desperate to get out. She glanced around making sure she did not leave anything behind, not willing to leave him anything. She saw his prize desktop stereo, and her pain, rage, and humiliation exploded. Jennifer grabbed the oversized boom box and threw it out the window. It burst through the window falling three stories to the parking lot of Jeremy’s apartment building below. Jeremy shouted from the front of the apartment ‘What the Fuck?’ and came bursting in as Jennifer. She was milking me.I was pumping her. She asked will you marry me. I said youare my life. Her legs were locked on my hip. I was sucking her lips andbreasts. Her mulais (breasts) were soft and mouthful. I smelt her armpits. Iwas fucking her like there was no another day. She was moaning, enneangamedhuva saiunga (Dear do it slow) I accepted. I pushed my sunni (penis) in slowand waited for a few seconds and reversed and waited for a few seconds andagain pushed in. She was in heaven and told me. Marullo could slouch around the house in a bathrobe, but Scarpia needed to look neat and clean. I looked around for a fresh razor blade to complete the transformation but couldn't find one and made do with the old one. I'd have to put blades on my shopping list, apparently I'd run out without noticing.While I was dressing I experimentally ran a quick scale. And did it again just for the sheer joy of it; there was my brand new voice still, as bright and clear and strong as last night, echoing.