They had gotten into an argument about him smoking pot in the bedroom and she had expressed that she didn’t want the soon to be born baby around it....He took offense to it and sucker punched her. I was now very pissed, hitting a woman was offense enough but a pregnant woman was bringing me to a boil. I forgot about the breakfast, made her up an ice-pack and wrapped it in a cloth. She took it from my hand, “My mom doesn’t know” she mumbled. She sat down at the table as I made her up a plate. I. . um... "came up" shall we say. Eden smiled at Elizabeth and mouthed a passionate "I love you!" across the stage at her. Well, that didn't help matters at all.Samantha introduced them both to the crowd (as Elizabeth and Eden) and announced that they were available for the amusement of the house tonight. "Uh, whazzat?" Elizabeth piped up from her pole. Samantha, still clad in her incredible black patent second skin, turned to her and quickly popped the ballgag back in her mouth and buckled it. He turned all the way around in his chair and leaned back a bit. Hehad been working hard all day, and with taking no breaks, he was readyto clear his mind. "How's your baby doing?" he asked, knowing thatsmall talk was probably on her mind.She smiled. "Well, at least I haven't had a call from his daycare -yet." She looked down at his legs and the shoes he was wearing. "Howare you making out in those shoes today?"He glanced down and raised one of his legs slightly and rotated hisfoot. "My. That didn't stop him from voicing his objections, however. "Why can't Mummy do my hair?" he moped disconsolately, "it hurts when you do it." He winced as the brush encountered a particularly obstinate twist. "She's busy dishing up breakfast," Rosa replied, readjusting her grip on the brush, "told me to come upstairs and make sure you weren't late for school again." "I wasn't late last time. I was getting ready." You were late because you wanted to try on every dress in the closet," she.