Her eyes had held such... "I love you," Sandra said.Richard opened his mouth, but Sandra spoke again."And I love Emily. I love what we have. Thanks fo... being my friend, Richard."For the second time that evening, Richard found himself being passionately kissed before he could speak. He had a feeling words weren't going to be very useful for a little while.Sandra pressed herself so firmly against Richard that it felt like she was trying to get inside of him. Her tongue was so smooth and silky. She had bright red cheeks and her hair was all over the place. I slunk behind her dad’s car and she scooted off towards the house.She made some feeble excuse about looking for the cat food or something and vanished. Her dad came into the shed – he suspected something. If he had found me I would probably be dead. Knowing him, he would have probably called the police. I was so horrified I squeezed into a cupboard and just prayed.It went quiet but I just stayed there and eventually managed to do. And though she was frightened, she knew she had toact. Because when good people did nothing, evil triumphed.She stepped between the deviant and the stall he was trying to enter. Sheput her purse on the ground. She crossed her arms. "And where do you thinkYOU'RE going?!"The man scratched his scraggly beard and spoke in an oddly soft and highpitched voice, acting as defiant as that 'tranny' had been, matchingEsther's own inflection to mock her: "I THINK I'm going to take a piss." You go do that. ‘And you, Jos, are simply good enough to eat.’ ‘Mmmmm’ I sigh happily, ‘what is for breakfast, anyway?’ ‘You and your food! Do you ever think of anything else? No, wait! I take it back, I know you think of something else!’ Trevor laughs at me, and favours me with another sweet kiss on my lips. ‘There’s pancakes and bacon waiting down in the kitchen. You aren’t going to make me eat it all alone are you?’ ‘Heavens, no.’ I get out of bed and pad downstairs holding his hand all the way. He knows I.