I would have been better offdrinking the water the broccoli was boiled in than ingesting the actualvegetable.Shela follows suit and takes off her crea...ed dishes so as not to gohungry as all that seems to be of quality is several low-end types ofmeats my father has prepared. Back at the table, she takes a pork chopthat is cooked medium-well.Adding coleslaw to my plate from Jewel's cardboard container, I see Shelawould like some to add moisture to the chop. While passing the side-dishto my wife,. . because I’d like to do her like that,” Abbey said in sudden honesty. “You would do that?” “I would right now. I don’t know what I’d do later,” Abbey said, mesmerized by what was happening in the mirror. “You know I’ve considered it a few times,” Beth said, now shaking in nervousness. “I’ve had these dreams,” she admitted, trembling like a kitten. “You too?” Abbey sat up straight on the bed. “I thought it was just me. I felt guilty.” “Do you... you know,” Beth nodded. “Ok, but how? How. Somethings never changed and some others took an about turn. I never failed to be extremely shy of my body. I was assured by Ashok that it was beautiful to look at and it turned him on. He loved the shape of my breasts, the colour of my nipples, the curvature of my hips and the texture and softness of my skin. Those were his words on many occasions but I could not feel the same about myself and that somehow some deficiencies or imperfections would show. I was particularly shy below the waist. “I hate bigotry.”“I’ve learnt that since one of your suns started to die the Keltrian races learnt what fear was. Fear is good; reacting to fear can save your life. However, turning your fear into hatred is not good. Hatred begets, even more, hatred. Hatred turns one person against another.”“That is not the Keltrian way, and it is not our way. I hate that I found something in you people that I don’t like about you. It is something I must deal with so that I don’t let it lead to more hate,” I.