“Got another piece of news. She’s asking me to come over and to talk,” said Anna.“She being Lea?” I said.“Yes,” she said.“You gonna go...” I said.“Thought I’d ask you first. I’ve cooled off some. But I figure that really, it should be your call,” she said. I nodded.“Thanks for that,” I said. “Do go. I really can’t wait to hear what lie she’s gonna tell. I might write me a novel or something. It’d be good material I’m sure.”“Okay, if you’re sure,” she said.I saw her off; it was Saturday. I had. What was the point of destroying a plain person? It was the breaking of something precious that brought the satisfaction of vandalising a person. Millicent on the other hand? She was attractive, quiet and a real diamond in the rough. An ideal victim. Sensitive. Susceptible. Natural.She would be ideal for Crystal to subjugate.Perhaps it was time to taste a little Sapphic love? To crush the spirit of another woman. To penetrate and slowly distort her character until she became a bed toy. A. “I think I hit your cat,” she said, sobbing.Wendy immediately drew her into a hug.“You stopped,” said Wendy.“I killed a life!”Ever practical, I suggested, “You should move your car.”Wendy waved me away.A hurried consultation.“Keys are in it, David,” Wendy said. “Move it. Put it behind the Jeep.”“Yes, Ma’am.”I moved the car and parked it behind the Jeep. I took the keys out of the ignition. Wendy, by this time, had the girl on the porch. Wendy took the keys.“Glass of tea, David,” Wendy said. She. Rolling onto my side, I snuggle against my darling lover. We spoon together, our bodies fitting perfectly. My thoughts wander… no-one cuddled the redhead, did they? Her boss didn't wrap her in his arms and hold her as she came down. No. He wouldn't do that. None of them would.She caught her boss's eye but he quickly looked away. Turning, he poured himself a coffee and selected a Danish pastry. The fat-cats dressed and resumed their places around the oval table. No-one looked at her. She smiled,.