She can manage an office, ... and find her way around a foreign city ... She runs a house, ... and reads French handwriting, ... and wows professors ..... She prepares good food, ... not quite so intimately for me as for you, ... but delicious nonetheless, ... and she keeps the house clean, ... and translates documents, ... and reminds her husband ... of birthdays and such ... Good as her cooking is, ... it can't match the sweet milk ... that she prepares for you ... Doesn't it taste good? .... It was silky and wavy, though colored over a few times. Shades of burgundy, ash brown, and black stood out in those sexy tresses.The mascara on her eyelids looked freshly drawn, along with the pink lip paint on her lush lips. She had one long earring dangling from each ear. The golden-white complexion of her tight skin could never get tanned. An opening in her dress exposed her flat belly and a sexy navel stud.She was a tall girl, almost reaching my nose, standing with bare feet. I’m a hair. Now, answer my question, or I'll let you hang for even longer this time." No, No, for God's Sake, No! His name is Jesus Lopez, and he meets me on the second day of each month in the town of Bradly Springs." Ah, now that's more like it, Mr. House. Describe this Jesus Lopez well enough for me to recognize him when I see him, if you please."House got stubborn again, but backed off real quick when I moved like I was gonna walk my horse again. He gave me a detailed description of Lopez, and I. Sandra's voice grew increasingly strained, as if she were struggling to talk. The Dark Aura swirled around her like a miniature maelstrom. "Don't ... p-push her too hard ... just..."It was too much for him. The frustration inside his head combined with his anger and made him explode."Yeah, don't hurt her! What, you think maybe you can get at her through me? Well, no fucking way! She's mine! Not yours! And she doesn't belong to this stupid, motherfucking Darkness shit either! She never will!.