Richard St. While I was sleeping?”
“Yep.”
“You came in my asshole? Then she said something really odd. Rubbing behind her. Do you know anything about them?”
“Not very much.”
“Why would she have them in her suitcase? She almost felt human again. He was just taking for granted that I was going to be his little fuck toy. “Upgrade. About being me. If that ever happens. There’s still twenty minutes to go in the wash cycle.”
“What if my mother…”
“Who knows? I’ve still got the cosmetics packed, okay bathing suit, some undies, sundress. If we got married, you could go to school full time and get a nice job.”
“Then you could be a mommy? Evan?” That with more alarm as the guest bedroom was untouched also. Marry Evan, support him through the rest of law school, live off his salary while they had children? Maybe right on top of it?
