"...and that you a dirty fucking slut, fucking cum dump stupid bitch!"I was on the verge of tears. Did he really just describe ME?"Ray, I'm sorry," I ...begged. "I didn't want this to happen. I would've toldyou about those guys, but I..." I realized how bad this sounded."But you didn't want me to know what a fucking slut you were!" He lookedlike he was ready to cry. "Man, I thought we were gonna be boys man..." hesaid, his voice cracking.Hearing the emotion in his voice brought me to the verge of. I press my hands to my ears and cry myself not able to stand it. Thehowl is becoming louder and louder, but then it just stops. Slowly, Itook my hands of the ears and look down again. The stackers areshredded in pieces. The big robot is still standing, but one of hishands is down.Two bodies of the aliens' creatures are on the floor in a pond of blueliquid. But something is wrong. It took me a moment to understandwhat. The body of the third creature is nowhere to be seen."Scan the area! One. I look at my alarm clock and curse under my breath. I somehow manage to turn under Ethan’s arm to where I’m facing him. He looks so peaceful and images of last night flicker in my vision. He seems like someone more innocent than the man who sexually teased me last night. And yet, so much the same. I smile at the prospect of such a thing. This gorgeous, smart, happy guy who can be so nervous and jealous can also be a masculine, sexy, domineering and protective man. My Ethan. I lightly kiss his. Iwondered what else had 'changed', although that thought came outsomewhat guardedly, as I wasn't sure that anything really HAD changed. Iremoved all my clothes to give myself the complete once-over.An odd thing I noticed as I stood in front of the mirror was the factthat I seemed to be shorter than before. There were marks on the mirrorthat used to line up with my eyebrows and now I had to look up slightlyto see them (the marks, not my eyebrows!). "Nah!" I shrugged. "Can'tbe."I was also.