I gulp. I start to feel a wetness between my thighs. In one movement you are out of your seat and pressing me to the wall, your hand around my neck. Y...u KNOW I like my steak rare. What the fuck is that? Thats not fucking rare! You stop crushing my windpipe and move back over to the table. There is a crash as you sweep everything onto the floor. THATS where your cooking belongs. On the fucking FLOOR. You shout. Grabbing me by the upper arms, you lift me onto the table and slam me down. Your. "How do theyfit into this twisted utopia?" They are necessary to perpetuate our species, and to provide for us whenwe're carrying and raising our children. In return we pleasure them, inways most have never dreamed of."She begins licking her black lips. She couldn't look any more reptilian ifher tongue shot out to capture a passing insect."I've had about as much of this as I can stomach," I spit at her. "Yourdad's frightened to death of you, and now I know why."Susan lifts off her wig. Her. A moment later, Ealaín clinked and clattered as she settled her armored form down beside Kora. Last Aingeal gave a flutter of her wings and drifted down to settle on the ground, shaking her head, her pink hair dancing about her shoulders in mirth.Maybe it was a little silly, but that was how Lubenite weddings worked. Though normally it was only the bride and groom who knelt. Well ... We were all the brides to Sven. Even Ealaín. I glanced at the aoi si, her midnight-black face looked as stunned. He quickly turned around and gave her a whistle of appreciation. Again, Sandra didn't pay any attention to it.When she reached the car, she pulled the door open and said, "I will be right back, I forgot my keys."Veronique smiled at Sandra and said, "Well, I won't drive away without you, but hurry."Sandra went through her schoolbag, found her keys and then was off again. The same boy saw that she came running back at him and his eyes didn't leave Sandra's breasts until she was past him again..