To him, they were little more than arrogant little lap dogs, nipping at his heels as if they were his equals. Since he was ten years old, he had alway... preferred to be left alone and his cold personality was proof of this desire. He saw no use in human socialization and found it to be a hindrance and did whatever could to avoid it. Love and friendship only got in the way of his goals and Adrian wanted neither of them. He had closed off his heart so that he wouldn’t feel lonely and mastered. She is a cute little thing, isn't she? You should have seen her when she was eighteen. One look, that's all it took."Atwood cleared his throat and returned to his explanation. "Anyway, I have three or four boxes of my grandfather's papers. They are in a jumble. I suppose they didn't produce as much paper as we do now. In fact I know they didn't, they just rolled them up or stacked one on top of another."I wonder sometimes, will we ever really get to the point of a paperless society? No,. The clerk eyed Gary and his wife suspiciously but said nothing. “Two please,” Gary nodded toward the theater entrance. “Yes sir,” the clerk pressed the button for the door of the theater. “Have a good time.” Carla’s breathing grew rapid as she felt her husband’s hand at the small of her back. He escorted her forward and suddenly she heard the unmistakable sounds of sex. “What? Gary, where are we?” “A movie theater,” he whispered, “Take a deep breath and relax, Car.” Carla took a deep breath and. Several huge house plants were against the walls. Various pictures and posters, mostly pagan, hung on the walls. The kitchen, which was separated from the living room only by a counter, was small and it contained only the bare basics. A stove, a refrigerator, a coffee pot, a toaster, and a micro wave oven were all that was in here besides the cabinets, counters, and kitchen sink. A few small plants were on the counters. A computer desk and another telephone, usually used for the internet.