It was amazing how much shit was crammed into that tiny little purse.There were as many cosmetics in the purse as there were on the bathroomcounter at... home, a hairbrush, several half-consumed packs of gum, atleast four mirrors, several pounds of wadded tissue paper, a ladies'fold-over wallet-slash-checkbook, a little plastic sleeve containingstill more photographs of people he had never seen before, a pack ofskinny Capri 120 cigarettes, fifteen or so disposable lighters, a PalmVI personal. I want you to be my lover, to belong to me and no one else. But what do you want? Tell me.’ ‘Oh, Daddy,’ she sighed, ‘I want that too. You’re all I want. Forever.’ She sealed her words with a tender kiss full of all the love and promise she could muster, and I knew that come what may, she and I would be doing this alot in the future. I couldn’t guarantee she would want me for the rest of her life, or that she might not come to resent me for what we would do. But I knew that I couldn’t release. Not for the first time since he had taken up temporary residence in the cabin, did he think the designer was a little naïve in housing the generator so far away from the house. He had managed to kick start it into working, but he wasn't sure it would stay that way. Just long enough for him to shower hopefully.Closing the door to the entrance hall, he entered the living space that was now quite warm. The logs sputtered and flared nicely in the grate, occasionally exploding in retorts as the. Most likely you'll call the cops. They'llnever find anything. You'll never know who we are. All that. So really,what's the point?"Tyrone and the other man walked toward the bedroom door but then stopped."You know, Alex here has been so helpful and mom has been such a bitch. Itseems like Alex should get a reward."I was confused. "No, that's okay. You said you guys were going to leave if wecooperated." Alex, I know your brain is saying you want us to go, but your dick's tellin'me something else..