H
i
s face
w
e
nt
f
r
o
m h
u
m
o
r
t
o
dre
ad
in a s
e
c
o
n
d
.
L
iv s
h
o
o
k
h
e
r
h
e
a
d
,
c
o
nf
u
s
ed
. “What?
W
hat
d
id
I
d
o
?”
“W
h
y
d
o
y
o
u
always
think
it
’
s
y
o
u
,
O
livia?”
He
k
iss
e
d
h
e
r
a
nd
th
e
n
st
o
o
d
.
“
B
e
r
ight
b
ack.
G
o
nna
g
r
ab
a
beer
.
Y
o
u
want
o
n
e
?
Win
e
?
T
e
a,
c
o
ff
ee
,
m
e
?”
He
smil
e
d
bu
t the
s
m
ile
d
i
d
n
’
t
t
o
u
ch
h
i
s icy
b
l
u
e
e
y
e
s.
“
I’
ll
have
a
bee
r
t
oo
.
T
ha
n
ks.”
She
f
r
o
w
n
e
d
and
he
be
nt,
fast
bu
t
s
il
e
nt
and
k
i
ss
e
d h
e
r
again.
“
Y
o
u
d
i
d
n
’
t
d
o
anythi
n
g.
A
t
all.
O
th
e
r
than
r
o
ck
m
y w
o
r
l
d
,
s
ist
er
.”
T
h
e
n
she
la
ug
h
e
d
o
u
t
l
o
ud
,
f
o
r
g
e
tting
the
h
ur
t.
R
o
ck
my
w
o
r
ld was
n
o
t
s
o
m
e
thing
o
ne
w
o
u
ld
e
xp
e
ct
b
ig,
im
p
o
sing
G
a
rre
tt
to
say.
A
nd
he
kn
e
w
it. He
had
ma
d
e
h
e
r
la
u
gh
o
n
p
ur
p
o
s
e
.
T
he
t
ru
st g
re
w
dee
p
e
r
still, t
h
o
u
gh
L
iv
d
i
d
n
’
t
th
i
nk that
was
e
nti
re
ly p
o
ssi
b
l
e
.
A
nd
th
e
n
c
o
mpl
e
t
e
ly
o
u
t
o
f
cha
r
act
e
r
f
o
r h
e
r
bu
t
g
o
i
n
g
with
the
f
l
o
w,
she
re
ach
e
d
ou
t
and
t
r
ac
e
d
the
line
o
f
h
is
c
o
ck
with
a
fi
n
g
er
tip.
“
I
f
y
o
u c
o
me
b
ack
s
o
o
n,
I’
ll
d
o
it again,”
s
he
whisp
ered
.
G
a
rre
t
t
ru
m
b
l
e
d
l
i
ke
s
o
me
b
ig
machine
and
the
s
o
u
nd
m
a
d
e
h
e
r
b
o
d
y
re
act
in
a
visc
er
al
way that
n
o
s
o
u
nd
e
v
e
r
ha
d
.
T
hat no
p
er
s
o
n
e
v
e
r
ha
d
.
*
*
*
*
*
W
o
rr
i
e
s
G
a
rre
t
t
paw
e
d
to
the
b
ack
o
f
the
f
r
i
d
ge
f
o
r
the g
o
o
d
beer
s.
H
e’
d
t
u
ck
e
d
a
f
e
w
O
kt
o
ber
f
e
st
bre
ws
in
the
b
ack.
He p
u
ll
e
d
o
u
t
two
M
a
r
z
e
ns
and p
o
pp
e
d
the
caps.
What he
was t
r
yi
n
g to
d
o
with
bee
r
and
r
ifling was
d
ist
r
act
h
ims
e
lf.
“
F
i
r
st
y
o
u want
to
b
ite
h
er
,
th
e
n
y
o
u
want
to
mate
h
er
,”
he
said
u
n
de
r
his
bre
ath.
I
f he
d
i
d
n
’
t
s
ay
it
o
u
t
l
o
u
d he
m
ight
e
nd
u
p
sayi
n
g
it
t
o
L
iv.
O
r
he might
e
nd
u
p sc
re
aming.
A
s
man
o
r
be
ast,
it
h
ad
happ
e
n
e
d
a
f
e
w
tim
e
s
in
h
is
lif
e
.
A w
er
e
w
o
lf
v
er
si
o
n
o
f
a
t
e
mp
e
r
tant
ru
m,
a
r
apid
b
ack
-
a
n
d
-
f
o
r
th
s
hift
be
t
w
ee
n
h
u
man
and w
o
lf,
r
aging
a
l
l the
whil
e
.
I
t
was pa
i
nf
u
l,
e
xha
u
sting an
d
, in the
l
o
ng
ru
n,
e
nti
re
ly
u
nh
e
lpf
u
l.
G
a
rre
t
t
p
u
ll
e
d
o
u
t
a
b
l
o
ck
o
f
ch
ee
se
and
r
o
u
ghly
hack
e
d
o
ff
e
n
o
u
gh
sq
u
a
re
s
to c
o
v
e
r
a
sm
a
ll
re
d
plat
e
.
He
had want
e
d
t
o
b
ite
h
e
r
r
ight
as
he cam
e
.
N
o
t
b
ite
h
e
r to
g
e
t
o
ff
bu
t
b
ite
h
er
.
Bre
ak
the
s
k
in,
dr
aw
b
l
o
o
d
,
ma
r
k
h
e
r
a
s
his.
T
he
i
n
stinct
had
bee
n
as
b
ig
and
b
lin
d
i
n
g
as the
nat
ur
al
instinct
to
give
i
n
t
o
an
o
r
gasm.
T
h
e
n
o
nce
h
e’
d
g
o
tt
e
n hims
e
lf
u
n
de
r
c
o
nt
r
o
l, he
m
a
d
e
the
c
r
ack a
b
o
u
t
chil
dre
n.
“
Id
i
o
t,” he
sai
d
.
He
p
u
ll
e
d
a sl
ee
ve
o
f c
r
ack
er
s
f
r
o
m the
ca
b
in
e
t.
“F
u
cking i
d
i
o
t.” “W
h
o
’
s an i
d
i
o
t?”
L
iv ask
ed
.
He
t
ur
n
e
d
t
o
o
fast
and
the
e
ye
shine
m
u
st
have
s
h
o
wn.
F
o
r
j
u
st
an
i
nstant
she still
ed
,
l
o
o
king the
tini
e
st
b
it
u
nc
er
tain.
T
h
e
n
s
he
smil
e
d
and
came
to
him.
“
Me
.
I’
m
an i
d
i
o
t. I
u
ps
e
t
y
o
u
,”
G
a
rre
tt
sai
d
.
“
N
o
t
at
all.
I’
m
fin
e
.”
S
he
t
o
o
k
the
c
r
ack
er
s
and a
bee
r
and
walk
e
d
o
u
t
o
f
the
r
oo
m, l
e
aving him
t
o
f
o
l
l
o
w. So
he
d
i
d
.
“
Y
o
u
w
er
e
u
ps
e
t.
Y
o
u t
h
o
u
ght
y
o
u’
d
do
ne
s
o
m
e
thing.”
He
wa
l
k
e
d
be
hind
h
e
r
and
d
id
a
d
o
ub
le
take wh
e
n
s
he
b
ypass
e
d
the liv
i
ng
r
oo
m
a
nd
the
d
ining
ro
o
m
and hit
the st
e
ps
t
o
go
u
pstai
r
s
again.
“
S
o
m
e
thing
t
e
lls
me
y
o
u
th
i
nk
that
a
l
o
t.”
G
a
rre
t
t
wa
t
ch
e
d h
e
r
l
u
sh
b
o
tt
o
m
a
s
she
clim
be
d
the stai
r
s.
N
o
w
o
n
de
r
she
ma
d
e him
c
r
azy.
Lu
sh
and f
e
minin
e
,
the p
er
f
e
ct
h
o
ur
-glass
s
hap
e
,
she was
t
r
im
bu
t
n
o
t
s
kinny.
T
h
er
e
h
ad
bee
n pl
e
nty
o
f wa
r
m,
s
o
ft w
o
m
a
n to
h
o
ld
o
nto
a
s h
e’
d
f
u
ck
e
d
h
er
.
She t
ur
n
e
d
and ca
u
ght
him
sta
r
ing.
She g
r
inn
e
d
at
him,
berr
y
c
o
l
o
re
d
lips sp
re
a
d
ing
wi
d
e
to
s
h
o
w
h
i
m
a
flash
o
f
w
hite
t
ee
th
and
r
o
s
y
pink
t
o
n
g
ue
.
H
is
c
o
ck sti
rre
d
to
l
ife
and
G
a
rre
tt
had
to
re
mind
hims
e
lf to
i
nhal
e
.
“
O
ld
ha
b
its
d
ie
ha
rd
.”