..” She waves the glass in her right hand, over the fingers of her left – counting the occasions off... “Thailand, little lady getting fucked by... a dog in a nightclub ... Mexico, old slapper getting fucked by a horse in a stable ... Germany, two girls taking turns with dogs in a bar...”She pauses to take a drink, then continues, “The depravity of it always stuck in my mind – and I would have tried it if I had the chance, but we always had to leave town the next day ... I’ve thought about getting. ‘She’s probably a bitch or a lesbian.’ Still, your appetite for food is replaced by your appetite for her. Your inability to sleep at night clouds your mind in an eternal fog with her peering at your through the misty haze of your imagination and are forever stuck on the vision of her loveliness. The reality of you never mounting the courage to ask her out pervades your soul and preoccupies your mind like cool cement flowing down your legs and turning your feet to stone. Truly, you are a loser,. ‘It’s now or never... ‘ she decided as she concentrated on recreating her image using what was left of her spinal column and rib cage to begin. A soft fire appeared in the gory remains of Tanya’s body, then quickly grew, startling the almost-sated predator into jumping back.‘Sorry, ‘ Tanya thought to herself, ‘but you have had enough to eat for now! I am NOT your Christmas turkey!’Somehow seeming to realize what Tanya was trying to do, the raptor angrily snarled in protest at the small blaze. “Actually, I proposed to him,” I replied. That part they didn't seem to be in love with honestly. “You proposed?” Jim asked me in a weird tone. “Yes, we both love each other, so really why does it matter? We both said we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together even before we talked about kids. So it doesn't matter which one of us proposed,” I replied. We all talked for hours about both pregnancies and the fact that I proposed to him. It was more of an issue than they wanted to admit, but.