"Listen to my sexy housewife singing to herself! You're really enjoying this, aren't you Annabelle? Serve it to me in the dining room when you're done..."I brought the plate in and set it in front of her, I was about to sit down when she gestured toward a pillow on the floor. I knelt down and she rewarded me with a caress along the nape of my neck. As she snacked on her crackers, cheese and fruits, she would occasionally feed me something, sliding her fingers into my mouth. Her fingers would then. Pansy didn't know why they were heading back to where the crowd ofreporters was, but she trusted her bigger sister without question. At thecorner, she noticed a rundown, pink car double parked with flashingheadlights. She could see the words Prissy Mobile in large, white cursiveletters on the back windshield. It had a bumper sticker that read, "IBRAKE FOR MEN" and a vanity license plate of "PUMP3R".Walking around to the driver's side, Prissy told her sister, "OMG, I needto be making men. He lost his balance and almost dropped the rifle he was holding.He shut off his telepathic ability before he fell over. Standing still he waited while his balance returned. "Phew." He let out a whistling breath through pursed lips. That's a bastard! Right I have to do this the old fashioned way. He took stock of his position. As long as he maintained his telepathic shield there would be no problem, but for once he had no advantage over the Sicceians. He had become blasé facing them in battle,. "I saw you looking at me in the mirror." she said with a smile. "I don't know what you saw or thought you saw but I wasn't..." "It's ok I wanted you to see, that's why I left the door slightly open." she said. "But you hate me, you've hated me for over a year ever since..." In my mind I went back through the months trying to remember the exact date April started to treat me with hostility. Then it hit me..."It was right about the time I started dating Meg!" I said aloud"She wasn't right for you.