Their enthusiasm contagious.All three of us are locked in a three-way love knot. Whenever their lips are near my ear, they whisper sing, they love the...ir wild thing. The short pageboy dark helmet hairstyles Elba and Alma preferred don’t fit them. I miss the wild girls tawny bushy thatches of crazy odd-style uncombed hair. Poof! Their heads are exactly the unkempt tangled masses I recall. They yank their own and each others signature hair. They are happy to be alive and abnormal again ... Thank. Having had a rotting corpse as only companion for so long she doubted she would ever again laugh at all. The forest bed was not a place to sleep, but Lei was too exhausted to realise she was nodding off. As it was, the stench of Oli’s decay saved Lei’s life. The bugs that would notice a delicious moth sleeping on the forest bed were far more attracted by the closeby rotting butterfly. While Lei slept, a battle between ants and a beetle-beast took place next to her. Eventually, the ants received. His heart seemed to beat at a different speed when she wasn’t with him. If it continued, he was really going to have to get that checked, he thought. ‘Well, I don’t want you to go,’ he said, sounding like a petulant little boy. ‘I want you to stay in bed with me. Plus I don’t want to have to come and bail your pretty ass out of jail either.’ Emmie pulled back from him and moved a few steps away from the bed. Damn, that man was dangerous to her health, she thought. He had the power to make her. He lifted the remote again and pressed the 'Channel Down' button. Flash and 'Boipp!' A small turtle sat on Tyler's bed, intently reading the propped up book through Tyler's glasses. Victor thought of putting him in an aquarium and torturing him. Nah. Flash and 'Boipp!' A small cartoon mouse wearing suspenders and clogs. Nope. Flash and 'Boipp!' A three-month-old baby. Victor thought of diapers and adoption agencies. Uh-uh. He settled on one arm and went into 'rapid-click' mode. A fan. .