As when these customer satisfaction issues cameup.Dannie rubbed her temple. "What seems to be the problem,Mrs. LaFarge?" That potion you people sold m... was supposed to turn myhusband into an African-American named Violet! Not this!" Mrs.LaFarge gestured towards the exotic flower.The Old Man had to turn his attention away from thatdiscussion, as another customer had entered the store. He was apassably handsome young man, with whipcord muscles showing underhis beer company T-shirt. He looked. Like before, I was caught off guard and didn’t know how to respond. I liked kissing her, but it kept me from asking questions and allowed her to avoid answering them. I didn’t push her away though. To the contrary, I pulled her closer. She moved in, rubbing her body against mine. It felt so good. I would have been perfectly happy to stand there at the top of the stairs with her like that until we had to leave.Like the last kiss we shared, her tongue invaded my mouth and thoroughly mapped out. ”“It’s fine, we can always come back another time and see more of the planet. You already talked me into coming, you don’t need to sweeten the deal now. I know that this is important to you.”I smiled at her. Despite the predatory instincts roiling beneath her savage exterior, she was uncommonly understanding for a Borealan, and she always did her utmost to see things from a human perspective. Maybe that was why we had been able to find common ground in the first place, but even then, our. The sadness came as she thought about the burden he carried for so long. How it must have weighed on him since he had no one to share it. He professed his love for her but didn't trust her enough to share this burden. What really made her angry was that he thought she might reject him. How could he not know that she loved him unconditionally? He had no reason to doubt, but it was plain to her that he did. That hurt her a lot.These things occupied her thoughts until she turned to the work she.