He said, “Come, I will explain everything to you.” He made me sit on the bed between his siblings and he was standing in front of me. He started b... saying he wanted to tell me this earlier but he did not know how to.He was scared I might not marry him after knowing it. So with curiosity, I asked him what is it? He started saying it his family tradition. Everyone follows it in their family and is to be followed by me too. He then continued.According to the tradition whenever a new member joins. " I've always thought about being a vegetarian," she said. For emphasis she shoved a thick leaf of spinach in her mouth and glared at him. "Mmmm," she said. "Delicious. Maybe I'll never eat meat again!"Paul chuckled at the show. "Be careful," he said. "If you don't eat your meat, your meat might decide to eat you. Or," he leaned in close to whisper, "maybe your meat'll decide it's time to stop playing games and finally just fuck your stupid cunt." He pulled away smiling big, as Allie's eyes. A women with curlylong brown hair in her mid twenties that must be Susan. "She wasdeveloping fine" he thought "I still remember her when she started atWhateley." The last person was a small girl probably 5'2" in height withlong straight black hair big eyes in Purple-Red mixed colors and dressedin a Black jeans and a purple blouse, two stands of her hair was lying infront of her shoulders hold together by Dark-Red colored hairbands. Herface looked slightly oriental and her lips had kind of a. So that's it! she said aloud as she read the card: DAWSON REPRO, INC. Lithography. Printing. Art Service.The card listed Jack Dawson as President, and there was a Los Angeles address. One question was answered: the curious connection between a worldly and polished man like Garcia and the homespun, almost boorish printer. That had bothered Jill, the incongruity of that association.Now another thought hit her: she had nothing decent to wear tonight. She checked through the few simple dresses in.