”“I was going to give you a nasty look but I see you already have one.”“What died on your neck? Oh, it’s your head.”“Were you always thi...s stupid or did you take lessons.”“Shouldn’t you be out on a ledge somewhere?”“There are two kinds of people in this world: people who care what you think, and people like me.”“If I throw a stick, will you leave?”“Don’t talk about yourself so much ... we’ll do that when you leave.”“The reason you’d even call me that, tells me that you’re ignorant, unclassy, and. She who was obeyed! Evelyn was harsh, Mary's lover and controller. It was she who decided if Bernard was allowed a treat or not. Bernard dared not even look into her eyes, he knew that he must not unless she permitted it. It was Evelyn who resolved punishments, rewards and routines, but he loved her too because she treated Mary and him so fairly, she was so even-handed considering that Mary was her lover and Bernard was merely Mary's husband.A voice disturbed his reverie, but he knew better. As you agreed to be smothered tomorrow, I’ll take it in then.“How are you feeling? Not too overwhelmed, I hope?”“No, not at all. They are all just parts of you. Your mum feeds people, that’s you at the house, from what the others have said. You have the same eyes and smile as Sam, though she has more mischief in hers, yours seem to have a hint of melancholy to them.”It was scary what Tina could see in just those little things.“I can see where you got the rest of your looks. Salvador Dali. You have an admirer”, my husband smirks at me. I turn and see an elderly man and his dog standing on the sidewalk and staring at me. He has a perfect view of me and seems transfixed by image. “Turn towards the windows and continue to play with your tits.” I do as I am told. “Open your eyes”, my husband says as he moved towards me. I open my eyes and see our neighbor still standing there staring. I can see him rubbing his cock through his pants. My husband comes up behind me and kisses.