"He made a bargain, with, with..." Chris avoided the word, as though naming that entity could summon him."With Satan," finished the old man. "He," and...Chris knew which "He" the old man meant, "Offered that man a deal. He could continue to live as long as he kills one woman each year, on the eve of All Souls' Day. However, should he himself be killed ten times, then the bargain is over and he's forfeit. Tonight was the seventh time he has been killed." Why don't you stop him?" burst out Chris.. This was something totally different and my systems went on high alert sensing danger to my comfortable little world.I got up and went to the kitchen and standing very close to her I said “Momma, what the fuck is going on with you”?? Startled by my sudden inquest, she stood there blushing like a schoolgirl. “Momma, your scaring me, what's going on”?Still blushing, she took my hand in hers and said, “Honey, I've met someone and I've decided to divorce your father”. I've decided that since. I'd told Bill that she had an attitude problem and it surfaced right away. "So which is it that pisses you off the most, the fact that I'm a woman or the fact that I'm black?" What upsets me most Tasha, is that..." and she cut me off."I prefer Mrs. Portly." I don't give a rats ass as to what you prefer. As I was saying, what upsets me most about this is that a long term and loyal employee got shafted on this deal. And I'll tell you right now that your attitude sucks. The lowest seniority on the. He pulls the keys out of his pocket though and hits the fob; the lights on a black Mercedes up ahead blink and the doors unlock. He stops me when we're almost to his car. * I tell her I that I need her address if I'm going to drive her home. She gives me an address that isn't too far from where we are, but just far enough to have some fun on the way. I hold her door open for her and say, "Two rules. First, that sexy little dress has to be up to your waist while in my car so I can see that.