My mother doesn't know I write dirty books for a living."So you've got the animal thing, then there's all those other words--you know, certain nouns a...d adjectives and those, you know those, uh, metaphors that smut writers use over and over that are ridiculous." Um, can you give me an example or two, boss, I'm kind of not...." Juices." Pardon me?" Juices." He leaned back and puffed, he was loving this, feeling superior."'My hot juices were running down my leg.' 'He lapped up every drop of my. " But who are these women?" she asked, turning to Vasquez."Oh, we are his women too," said Corrina, smiling."But, I am his woman now," said Miranda."Si, you and Rosita and Corrina and I," smiled Conchita."You don't understand," insisted Miranda, "I am his ONLY woman now!" No, Miranda, it is you who does not understand," stated Vasquez.Feelings of uncertainty, feelings she had not experienced for some time began to creep into Miranda's consciousness."But," she insisted, "you said I would be your. She reached up and pushed the hair out of her face away from her eyes and smiled shyly at him. He finally did what he knew he had to do and stepped back letting her get into the car. He waited till her legs were in the car and then closed the door. He drove them back to the community and again used his remote to pull into the neighborhood. He drove to his house and parked in the driveway. He then got out and walked around to open the door for her. Did you want me to drop you off somewhere, he. You'll see! When this foul rebellion is over, you'll pay!" He turned and strode out. "Damn you to hell," he cried as he left, slamming the door closed and making the brass knocker bounce.Anne went to the kitchen and drank some water, happy with the clear taste. She found her shawl, saddled her riding horse and went into town, thinking all the way, mulling her choices, worried but more angry than afraid, posting now and then.Philip was alone at the office so she sat down beside him on his bench,.