‘You are the beautiful one,’ he told her, his eyes full of desire. ‘I can’t wait to make love to your sexy body.’ He unhooked her bra and pu...shed it away from her breasts, kissing each nipple as it was exposed, his tongue lingering to wrap around each taut pink bud. Dillon took his time kissing his way down the soft skin of her stomach to the pink lace of her panties. Slowly he eased them over her hips and down her legs, kissing her here and there as he slid them off. He kissed his way back up. I feel a chill run up my spine, making me cringe atthe thought of eating a hamburger. Just thinking of thetaste makes me feel nauseous. I guess a burger is out ofthe question. I'll find something I think as I walk out the door,leaving the sleeping man behind and never noticing that heisn't breathing or that the bed sheet is hiding the side ofhis neck that had been torn out. My body feels weird as I walk down the hall to theelevator. Something isn't right, but I can't place myfinger on it.. For her part, Amina didn't think about either of them much. She knew they weren't really her parents. She had a new family now, and eventually they’d come back for her. She couldn't say when, but for the rest of her life she never doubted that it was true.***When Amina was 20 they came again. It was another Valentine's Day, and it was also her wedding night. Her parents were dead by then (a freak accident, a ferry collision), but in the meantime she'd met Jim, picking him from one of her. I was closing the freezer. I was half naked. He looked at me like I was insane. I probably was and am. The next morning I heard eggs sizzling downstairs. I looked at Dale eating loudly. He smacked on his breakfast of fried eggs and fruity pebble cereal. I ate half of a cantaloupe and a cinnamon bun. And Mitchell ate a toasted mini bagel and Canadian bacon. We left for school. I went through another boring day until Dale came up to talk to me. Mitchell waited behind. He asked me if I liked what.