It was madness. Washington was right. She was out of her mind. A shadow cast on the tile floor. She turned her head to see him standing in the entryw...y. Arms to his sides, the lines of his face blurred by the shadows of the kitchen. “You’re fucking crazy to want someone like me in your life. As your lover, or anything else,” Washington murmured, stepping forward. “You should’ve just been happy with me as a bar friend and found someone better.” Wetting her lips, she straightened. “But I. "I thought it was because you couldn't stayaway from Steven's cock." Excuse me?" You heard me, Miriam," Mistress said. "I do not stutter. But it's okay.It's all water under the bridge. All roads of our lives lead us to wherewe are today."Miriam looked as if she was going to say something. She did not. Stevenjust looked at the two of them."Anyway, Miriam, I was hoping to ask you for a small favor..." A favor?" Yes, dear," Mistress said. "Phyllis has worked on a series of interviewsabout the. She then asked me about my situation, but I told her I didn't want to talk about it. She didn't press me about it at all. That's just the kind of person she was. Why any man would beat a woman like this instead of make love to her is beyond me. She just seemed special to me.Nancy did say that the County Prosecutor was in and is filing charges against Bob. Assault and Battery, and child endangerment, he figures Bobs attorney would try and plea bargain it out but he would still do time. Bob won't. Ricky’s large pale purple eyes, with strange golden flecks, were well practised at making him appear to be wretched and abandoned. Few got to see the crafty glint that they frequently held.He barely scraped in at 140cm (4’ 7”) in height. He was just above average, for a man of the Pix race that he resembled. Mind you, very few people in the Tear Islands were taller than 170cm and most averaged around 145cm.Ricky’s thick mane of shiny, silver hair fell over his eyes, and it was kept in a rough,.