She was my mother. I couldn't threaten to slap, stab, beat or even name call her. I tried to think of something to scare her into never mentioning the predicament with the Dreamsnatcher again. I'll become a swinger," I said. her eyes bugged. Uptight rearing made her uncomfortable with alternate lifestyles. "That's right. threesomes, foursomes, and more. bones knows about a thousand chicks who'd love to hop into bed with us. It'll be kinky, we'll get out freak on.-
Jeaniene FrostIโd forgotten to keep blasting a song in my mind. I remedied my mistake, but the lyrics to โDo You Really Want to Hurt Meโ seemed too close to home at the mo-ment. โCulture Club?โ Now his mouth curled downward. โAnd you accuse me of practicing cruel and unusual punishment.
Jeaniene FrostMTV and video games have solved that problem as far as most of humanity goes. That, and telly, as it were.โ โTelly?โ Who was that? He grunted in amusement. โTelevision, of course. Donโt you speak English?โ โYou sure donโt,โ I muttered. Shaking his head, he frowned at me.
Jeaniene FrostOh, I have feelings for him, all right. I'd like to put him in the ground myself, believe me. Still, it would be wrong. Promise me." "Fine. I promise I won't kill him." He said it too easily. My eyes narrowed. "Promise me right here and now that you will also never cripple, maim, dismember, blind, torture, bleed, or otherwise inflict any injury to Danny Milton. Or otherwise stand by while someone else does as you watch." "Blimey, that's not fair!" he protested
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