Susan always delivered whatever Becky bought to our house about once a month or so. Unfortunately for me, Becky was home just about every time except ...once or twice when I was home alone to answer the door and take the products Susan was delivering. I promised myself that the next time, I was going to ask her in to show me some of the Avon stuff for men as a ruse to get her on the couch. That day came. Becky had gone into town and would be there for a few hours at least. Susan rang the doorbell. And as far as she was willing to evince a reaction, I got some. I discovered that she didn’t like being touched even in the most impersonal way, didn’t like shouting, if I reacted in a typically male manner to some football game on the TV she left the room in a hurry, and wouldn’t return, sometimes for hours. She also adored flowers, would spend hours arranging them, and would make herself scarce whenever the telephone or the doorbell rang. I have few friends of the variety that like to ‘drop. T' teleport, ya know..." We're looking for Phoenixes," Jake announced. "And you're ... a Phoenix?" He raised his eyebrows at the small, seemingly insignificant and badly wounded female kneeling in the weeds.Emma nodded, too winded to bother with a reply to this stupid male."Yeah, she's a Phoenix," Joey called out, on his feet now and trotting toward those interlopers who'd interrupted his hunt. "And she's mine. I shot 'er, and I'm taking the prize." What's the prize?" Tanya asked, grinning like. ‘Yes, just a little more, let it be good, Constance, so good.’ It happened, rushing outward in turbulent waves and bringing a long, ululating cry from her throat. She coiled onto her side, dislodging his hand from her. Shaking, she crossed her arms over her chest and began to weep. ‘Constance, Constance,’ Enrique said. ‘Oh, how lovely that was! And now –’ ‘Now,’ Rob said, ‘I believe you’ve had what you asked for.’ ‘But I –’ ‘Frigged her, yes, and a damned fine job of it, too. She went off like.