"I'm not saying what he did was right, Honey. I can understand it though. If he had had to stand trial, a lot of attention would have fallen on you. M...re people would have known what happened." I think everyone knows what happened now," she said. "Bobby wasn't very nice about how he was telling me what had happened. Then he started calling pa a murderer and some other words that I don't know what they mean." I'll talk to his parents about it, Honey. I'm sure they'll make him stop." I don't. She still didn't think she was good enough for him. Not because she wasn't smart or funny or beautiful. Anya knew she was all of those things. But despite all of it, this mixed martial arts (MMA) fighter was out of her league. Kolkev Jaru was built like some weird hybrid of bull and titan. He had the strength of a bull, but his masculine form had the handsome physique of a titan. His gigantic biceps and his six-pack chest rippling with muscle, they were a type of eye candy that Anya never grew. I need a friend to talk to." Sheclosed the phone and glared at me. "A friend. Not a liar who doesn'tcare about my feelings."I was devastated. What had I done? All my efforts to please her in bedhad been cancelled out by the revelation of my tiny dick. I felt queasy.And now she was going downstairs to the bar, presumably to get sympathyfrom one of her girlfriends who had been at the ceremony.Tilda sneered at me and snapped, "You can stay like you are and get intobed. Don't turn on the TV.. " At that, the craving that he'd felt quickly started to go away, just as a very pleasant calm started to fill his body. He smiled, definitely liking that, deciding at the same time that it didn't taste bad at all either. And with a shrug, he took another drag on the cigarette, absently doing so as if he'd been smoking for years. Once Gary was finished with the cigarette, he snubbed it out in the ash tray and started towards the kitchen, feeling oddly calm about what was happening to him,.