“There,” she said, straightening up again, “what do you think?” “What do I think of what?” I asked, playing dumb. She looked momentarily ...isappointed, and I felt a peculiar pang of guilt. It was obvious she had been hoping for a compliment. “Oh…your outfit…yes, very nice. So you came to borrow Jennifer’s shoes?” “Yes, she said I could wear them since they’re too uncomfortable for her.” Her voice was quiet, she still seemed slightly disappointed, as if this wasn’t going quite as she. I smiled at him and made my way down the hall to the living room I turned my head and saw that whatever was on the TV was paused. I made my way to the couch and as I sat down I felt his hand grab my hip pulling me almost on top of him. I gasped and looked at him but his stare was fixated on the TV as he resumed the program and turned up the volume. I turned and looked and noticed that it was a man and a woman talking seductively right before they both started groping and feeling each other.. .but you didn't let me finish. That's not what I'm asking." Huh? But..." I delight in the feelings you give me when we make love, even when Idon't orgasm, and I can't imagine not being Carrie's mother. No, what Iwant is for that cursed necklace to disappear from our lives. Now andforever, I want to be your wife, your lover, and the mother to all thechildren that fate will bless us with." Wow," he stared at her with open-mouthed surprise. "How the hell couldyou have reached this point when I. Nodding his head, Ed said, “It looks like I have found the monster.”The man reached out to grab his wife. Rather than grabbing her hand, he grabbed her hair to drag her behind him. As he pulled her off the bench, he yelled, “Whore, you’re leaving with me. What did you promise him for his help, a blow job? Taking it in the ass? You fucking bitch, wait until I get you home!”Unable to resist the hand pulling her hair, the woman followed along. Her fear was plain for all to see, but no one else in.