“Uh. Right. Sorry.” She coughed. “Sorry. Just. Sorry.”Sebastian nodded, then turned to the airlock door. Bryce caught Tiff’s eye with his an... raised an eyebrow at her – questioning. She wondered if he was judging her. She felt like she was judging her. She made a mental note to find some time in the near future to apologize to Sebastian. Her Hunters instinct snarled at her to stake him and cut his head off with a silvered blade. Tiff closed her eyes and counted from her least favorite to most. And uncomfortable. And messy. He willhave to learn that as sensual and satisfying it may be to apply hislipstick, applying his tampon may be quite another nasty thing. Thoughit still may be sensual and satisfying. But maybe I am getting ahead ofthe story. He did just come home from his first Perm.Jewelry and Tampons and residual perm smell came into the beach house. Isuggested that he stow his booty (putting the personal hygiene stuffsomewhere easily accessible) and get out of his cute outfit. Although we weren’t regular church-goers, we’d both been brought up by deeply religious parents. And in all the years of marriage, we’d always used the passage from Corinthians as a kind of personal shorthand for the true nature of love. We’d used it between ourselves when one of us had needed to gently pull the other one up about something. We’d used it when we were bringing Donovan up, educating our only-child son in how he should relate to others. But, still, hearing it in the context of our. Thanks to Steve Zink for editing!-----------------------------------------------------------------"By Your Own Scales Be Dammed"-----------------------------------------------------------------2:59 PMLisa looked up at the clock. One minute to go. School wasexceptionally boring, even more so when you go through a secondtime. But today was Friday, and she supposed that made up forit. The teacher had become a faint drone in the back of her mindfor the last hour or so, leaving her to her own.