"I'm going to squirt this up your butt."Katie cringed. "Do I even want to know?" she asked.Molly bit her lip. "It's mostly Tiralin," she said. "But wi...h a gas neutralizer. It will cause your guts to cramp, which will force out the squids, but it won't make you have to poop ... quite as bad."Katie sobbed into her hands."I'm sorry, " Molly cried. "It's the best I can do on short notice! If I don't, those things are going to eat all the melons inside you."Katie sniffled and turned her head. "Okay,. He closes his mouth tight, not saying anything else. I reach out and touch his face, but he grabs my hand softly and pushes it away. Please dont…Im gross, he says softly, and I touch his face again, then get on my knees in front of him. Youre not gross, I say, youre handsome. Cute. Hot. Why cant you see that? Why dont you believe me? Im whining, and I hate it. But I need him to believe me. I need him to see what I see. I dont believe you because it isnt true, he replies sharply. I take his face. Since our difficulties with Richardson now seemed to be over, MadamIsabella didn't need Eva to be a live-in maid anymore, so I moved backin with Encarna and the other girls. On Monday evenings I would takethe bus back to their dingy apartment and had to face the round tripjourney on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays again.The upside was I often found myself in Encarna's bed, enjoying the'benefit' of being her 'friend'. We were becoming genuinely fond ofeach other now, although we both. No words had to be said – the actions of the previous days had spoken volumes.Mike and Chen had met at a local autocross event now many months before. Mike had just moved into the city a few months earlier, and had been looking for local amateur motorsports events. As he was under the hood making some final checks and adjustments before his first run, behind him he heard a friendly voice say ‘haven’t seen you here before – need any help?’ Mike turned around and looked – and saw a lean,.