Sedate. Stately,” Carlita inserted.Sandy laughed, “As long as I don’t have to paddle it. Where’s my tamale?”Carlita passed her a green, bana...a-leaf-wrapped tamale. “Hope you like it. It’s not your regular tamale.”Sandy giggled. “I don’t see anybody on the ground writhing in pain...”“It’s a slowwww poison,” Brindy smiled. “First, your waistline expands...”“Stop that,” Carlita said. “You’re beautiful and these are GOOD tamales.”“I’m thinking that maybe we need to paddle the boat...”“You cannot. "Did we have to ask him to do it?" Rico asked."No," Tomas admitted."And when Bonita's baby was ill last winter, who did we go to?" Rico wondered."Miss D," Tomas answered. "But she just told us what we already knew." The doctor said if we had waited until morning to bring her in, the baby could have died," Rico said. "Half a dozen people had told us to take her to the hospital. But we went because we respected Miss D. Why?" Because she's white?" Tomas tried. It was a guess more than an. I also have a statue of Loki, and one of Krishna, one of Shiva, and one of Shakti. I’m partial to Loki.”“Isn’t he a Norse god?” she asked.“Yes. The trickster. The god of chaos. I find that more likely to be true than the Bible. No offense.”“None taken,” she said with a smile. “You’re being nice about it. I can be nice back. I’m really curious about you. You’re very different from anyone I’ve ever met. Intelligent. Witty. Intriguing. Dangerous.”“Dangerous?”“You challenge everything everyone. When he stayed a little longer one day I began to wonder what he was up to. While caressing me after our love making, he wanted to "discuss my sexual history. He encouraged me to provide details while we were having sex. He started out by asking how many guys I had fucked before I met him.When he first questioned me, I told him it was "a few". He continued to press me for a specific number. I didn't want to lie to him, but I didn't think he could handle the truth. I delicately avoided being.