Stay out of my way, everybody.”Poor kid. Poor fucking kid. She’d asked him to do this, to be ready to jump into this insanity in order to get reve...ge, and he’d agreed. She’d asked him to be ready to use his curse for this, and he’d agreed. He’d helped her butcher kine, and speak with ancient, evil gods. And now he was going to make good on his word.Christ, if this broke him, if something happened to him, Julias would ... Julias was dead. His childe was on his own now, and more than smart enough. Damn, he thought to himself...what a fool he had made of himself...what difference did it matter..it wasn't like he knew her or had even met her. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get her out of his mind...That night as he lay on his bed upstairs, letting the soft breeze lull him to sleep, he dreamt of what she was like, what did her voice sound like? Was she educated? Where did she come from? What was she doing here? No matter how hard he tried...the picture of her from that. "Well, like I said Jared, I'm trying to get a feel for how the maid felt, to more fully understand what seeing him doing that felt like for her, especially as I've never seen that myself. So ... even if you sort of only pretend perhaps for a few moments for me, right there on the couch even, it might give me a much better idea as to how she really did feel before I go making any changes to the book that might hurt it as opposed to helping that particular scene." Ok," he said once again looking. "Yes what, dear?" Y-Yes...Madame Noble," Chester calmly replied."Good boy." Rita rubbed gently at the young man?s hair. It was clearthat the pheromone-based perfume the shapely debutante was wearing quiteeasily overcame the young man?s resistant nature.Her knee-jerk thoughts were conflicted between the notion of Chestereither becoming a part of the housewives program, or the Callahanhousehold?s resident maid.The latter seemed a better choice, since Simone Callahan would be toomuch of an airhead.