He didn’t end up walking the streets in the middle of the night just to calm down, or posted at a bar, sucking down Jack Daniels to take the edge of... after a confrontation with her. No, this shit was brand-fucking-new, and he didn’t know what it meant, or what to do about it. All he did know was that, at the moment, he didn’t want to see Anna. Didn’t want to talk to her, or hear her goddamn voice. The further away from each other they stayed for the time being, the better. For both of them.. . It's so unlike me." Raaa... Ne!" cooed Nezumi, arching his back as Miranda scratched it affectionately."I'm usually so self assured, so in control," the woman went on, "I've passed up dozens of 'offers' in my lifetime, yet now her I am. Obsessing over someone I can't have. We always want the one's we can't have, don't we, dearest?"The little rattata let out a helpless sigh and flopped down, his cold nose poking at the hollow of Miranda's neck. "Ne..." he responded, looking up at her with eyes. She’s got those two boys doing things to her nigh every night, and you just know they’re both fucking her at the same time.”“You make it sound naughty. You were getting DP’d on the regular before you jumped into my bed, Jen.” Laughing, Triss looked over and watched the blood slide off Jen’s skin, disappearing into the drain. Hot damn, Jennifer had a body.She must have noticed her gaze, cause Jen smiled at her, and started to make more a show of rubbing her body down. Around and around, she. ..until a few nights ago. I was having trouble sleeping, so, while my wife slept soundly, I went to fix myself a drink. As I came quietly back upstairs, I noticed Cassys door was ajar slightly and I could see the red glow from her bedside lamp was on. I admit, I should have walked by, but it was a faint gasp that attracted my attention. I very carefully moved closer-it was dark in the hallway, so I felt sure she wouldn't notice-and I peeped in through the ajar door. Cassy was sitting.