"Oh, Los Angeles, Terry but let's talk about something else shall we?"She said "I mean, what about you, what are your likes and dislikes forinstance?"...e talked about his job, he was an architect, and his home, he hadbought his own house even though he was unattached, and hundreds ofother things that Marilyn already knew the answers to.By the time he had finished talking about himself he had plied her withthree more large glasses of wine and she could feel herself getting alittle tipsy. She had. My original fantasy of just checking her out turned into child’s play compared to what I wanted to do to her now. I figured I’d just get her into her underwear before taking off her bra, so I did just that. I unbuttoned her jeans and slid the zipper down trying to go as slow as I could so it wouldn’t be too loud. I knew she was completely out of it and that wouldn’t phase her anyways, but going slow and being sneaky turned me on even more. I gave her one more shake and called out her name but. " He slapped me across the face, twice. Then as he left the kitchen he said "Listen, you have 5 minutes to decide your future ."What was I to do. I'd been a wife for 30 years with no job or money. My parents lived in another city and my sister was married and living abroad. I had no real friends. My husband and children had been my life. If I went back to my parents I'd never see my children again. There had to be something I could do. Just then my husband came back into the kitchen. I told him. “You what?”“I eat plants, like this-” Her hand touched the submoss. “And I eat, ah, animals. Not like you, not thinking animals. I mean, sentient creatures.”Tax cocked his head even harder, his wings fanning out with confusion. “What is eat?”“You know...” She rummaged around in her not-plant coverings, fishing out a small shiny thing. She tugged at the shiny thing and it unfolded and revealed a hardened rock looking thing. She chomped down on it. Her teeth tore a chunk from it and in the most.