That’s when I started to get this strange feeling of deja vous. Okay so you will think I’m a bit strange, but I swear to god that the amber and or...nge hues that painted the sky were the very same that pleasured me in my dreams. The eerie feeling that washed over my entire being seemed to run in succession. The woman across the road that had the audacity to breast-feed her baby right out on the front porch. Now come on, do I brush my teeth, comb my hair or do any other bodily function in. Beautiful and busty and just as yummy as my Natasha. I wished I could parade mine in public with such brazen disregard as he did.But he made his wife one. And the other women, probably without their consent. He was just as disgusting as I thought. I would relish stripping the bimbo serum from him.“I hope you are still committed,” Magnolia said.“Always.” I gave her a look, eyes narrowing. “What makes you think I’m not?”“Politics are politics,” Magnolia said. “You never can be too sure these. The dog was curled up at our feet, and I prodded her gently with my toe until she crawled out of the bed and shook herself. I looked around our new home, slowly realizing that we were no longer in our little mud house on the edge of the prairie, and remembering why. Our new home was a snug cabin of hewn logs, expertly notched and stacked, and chinked with moss and clay against the winter wind. A native stone fireplace occupied most of one end of the building, and the coals of last night’s fire. I know I'm just sad right it's not that I am not cute I am I guess it's my glasses I really need to get contacts but my Mom insists we can't afford it and without my Dad around to help I'm screwed! So anyway I left school and wandered home hoping to get mugged or something anything to break up the monotony of my boring life! I got back to our apartment house early Mom was not due home for a couple of hours yet and I would make myself a sandwich and study till she gets back maybe cook us.