‘Damn, this stuff is expired! I guess I need to stop by the store after work tomorrow.’ ‘Get me a cold one, Angel.’ ‘OK, be there in a sec....�� Handing you the beer, I sit across from you. I’m trying to be good. Really. I know how much you have riding on this game. Hell, you and I are even playing each other head-to-head this week in fantasy football. And we do this every week. Watch Monday Night Football. I’m screaming when we score and cursing the bad officiating. I want to let you finish. And then she started to talk. And think for herself.I came from a world in which adults were considered to be right strictly because of their age. Young people did what they were told; their mission was to be seen and not heard.Suzanne never bought into that. She and I would get into the worst fights, yelling and screaming and slamming doors when it was over. There were many times I had the impulse to throttle her or to pick up something and throw it against the wall but I never indulged those. Half hour had passed so quickly as we got up to leave, she said "I really like you" I answered "I can tell you do", as we got outside there was an alleyway at the side of the shop, she said, grabbing my hand, "Come with me" and leading me down this alley way to what was a dead end where all the papers and plastics were stored.As we got to the end she turned around and faced me straight away she kissed me, I was backed against the wall and we were snogging ferously. She said between kisses "God. As Martin planned, she is vulnerable, very vulnerable. As a result, I have been able to destroy her spirit quite easily."There was the sound of a woman's mindless scream of pain which carried even through the solid stone blocks."Another lesson?" Yes. After tonight I would imagine she will be ready for you. Actually this one has been rather a disappointment. Oh, she's beautiful all right and her body quite satisfying, but she has posed no real challenge at all. I was hoping for one as full of.