Indulging in fabulous shopping, creating his dream home, frequent alcohol consumption, avoiding heartbreak by being in control over almost everyone in... his life (some by paying them, and some by making himself irresistibly attractive and knowing it), and of course, sexual pleasure 2-8 times a day, however and whenever he wanted. Still, he found calm moments like this where he was unprepared, and the overwhelming sadness of losing the one person he’d given his heart to ... as well as his own. "Stop it, I'm here, you're safe."She screamed again and he jammed something in her mouth. It was soft and tasted like sweat. She lashed out at him, he felt remarkably solid for an animated skeleton. She didn't want to die, she had a chance now. She kicked at him, and her legs turned cold.He pinned her down, one hand over her mouth. She couldn't move, but she didn't care any more. The cloth in her mouth tasted bitter, salty, but it also tasted like Eckert smelled. The realization brought her. "We know what's best for you! You've got to learn to be a proper lady; our family has a social position to uphold. Public school was a mistake; you are acting just like your rowdy friends. This incident was the last straw. We have made our decision, and you are going to attend a special Private School in England that we discussed. They will teach you to be a lady, instead of a Tom Boy!" "ENGLAND!" screeched Stan, as he was escorted by Lori's mother to their car and roughly pushed inside. "Yes,. When he finished cleaning he walked into the living room and sat on the couch next to his mom who was watching some cheesy horror movie on TV. After a few minutes she laid her head on his shoulder, he didn’t say anything just noticed that she smelled of strawberries. Then came the part of the movie where the killer jumps out and murders someone his mom let out a little yelp and buried her face in my neck.“It’s too scary, I don’t want to watch anymore.” She said“Well then-.” His sentence was.