As for becoming a sponsor, sorry, but ... I’d rather not. The Confederacy offered more than once, but I’ve risked my life enough, and it was great..., but now ... I know that it’s selfish perhaps, but now I have you. All that I want is you. Maybe in a year, when I’ve had time for a retest or something, and I’ve had at least one more of your babies. Maybe then I could bring himself to separate myself from your body that long, from your loving arms.“For now, though, I’m happy as a clam. I’m yours.. Never before had I been noticed so much as I had then, not to mention the fact that this only confirmed my success. But I also felt strange being stared at by strange men, looked at like I was inferior, stupid or a piece of meat, but that was the price I had to pay for my revenge. Or part of it at least. During the next few days, I spread the word that Timothy Cornwell had skipped town, and I'd moved into the apartment. That would certainly keep the loan sharks off my back, and give me the. "Oh no, don't you dare!" Lady Garth exclaimed but suddenly my loins were pumping and a quart and more of my stickiness surged forth within poor Hannah."Ohhhh," she gasped, "Mummy!" He's claimed you you idiot!" Lady Garth cried, "Come away, quickly, you saw nothing nothing do you hear!" she insisted."Oh," Hannah exclaimed when the door finally shut."Oh indeed," I agreed."I am," Hannah said quietly, "Undone," No matter," I suggested, "Get old Marchington drunk and he'll never be any the wiser.". None of my so called friends showed up and they left me sitting alone at my house with a big party already set up. I went upstairs and was taking off my clothes to take a shower and clear my head. When I got upstairs all of my friends were there waiting in my room and they pointed and started laughing and taking pictures. Two of my guy friends reached out and pulled my arms out to my sides as I tried to cover up as much as I could. The only thing I had on was a pair of pink cotton cheeky.