Davis came downstairs, Mary Kate shouted “Rematch!” Lost, I looked at her and said, “Uhh, ye-yeah, yeah I wanna rematch.”“You beat me this t...me, but Air Hockey’s my game,” she said.“We’ll see,” I said, realizing her clever cover-up. “Hey, Mr. Davis, is the door all fixed?”“Yep, all done. What have you two been up to the whole time? Some air hockey I assume?”“Yeah, daddy,” Mary Kate said, “Paulie beat me the first time, but I’m gonna win this game.”Just as she said that, I saw something on. But after marriage she shifted her house.I always had a fantasy to fuck her ever since I first saw her naked while she was bathing. But my fantasy could never be fulfilled. Until one day, I finally got into bed with her and ripped her apart.Her husband had to attend some conference in the United States. So she asked my parents if I could stay over at her house. Since even I was having a vacation then, I too agreed. So I went to stay there after her husband left. The first day we were talking. Quite a few high-ranking imperials had beendisgraced along the way, and would no doubt love the chance for some revenge. The two males regarded the prisoner, observing her shackled hands anderect posture with disdain. Like all their race savetheir ruler, they instinctively loathed and feared anything female, and in herbrief time in their space Diana had come to epitomize among the Sangtee all things feminine. To them, she was the ultimateenemy of their people simply by virtue of her existence,. That is, until you have that first sleep over at Joey’sor Janie’s house, you’re exposed to their ‘normal’. Theyeat in front of the TV. We never do that. They cuss andswear. We never fucking do that. They go to church. Godforbid that we do that. You begin to wonder andquestion. Is my ‘normal’ OK? Is my normal ‘normal’?Maybe not consciously, but it happens on some level. It must be something in our DNA that then makes us beginto categorize.