Perhaps she was playing one of her games again? That must be it. He crouched low to check under the kitchen table, but she wasn’t there. Where else ...could such a large creature hide in such a finite space? He wandered around the apartment for a few minutes, then decided that she must have gone out.As he stood in the middle of the apartment and scratched his head, wondering how he was going to track her down on such a large station, the hairs on the back of his neck suddenly began to stand on. He pulled the sheet up to his waist, and turned towards her. She turned toward him, and reaching her right arm around his neck, kissed him softly. “I love you, George. I really do.” “I love you, too, “ George said, “you know that I do. I know it sounds silly, and maybe it is just because it’s the middle of the night and I am still half-asleep, or maybe it’s because I have had too much wine, but right now, I’d do anything for you. I’d even give up music, if you asked me to.” Isolde thought her. When we went over all the topics suddenly she asked me to taste her milk. I was shocked but I didn’t show it. She smiled gently n pulled me to her lap. She opened her blouse n showed her left breast. I’ve never seen nipples so closely it was very wet. She kept her nipple on my mouth and I started drinking milk. It was so horrible taste. I immediately got up her lap and said taste is not nice. She got angry n she stopped talking with me. After dinner was over she was feeding baby n she kept. Tes felt confused. Where? What? The door bell went, thinking it was her flatmate she quickly ran to open it. But at the door was her land lord Mr Sanchez and another younger Hispanic man, who she recognised as his lecherous son. "Ahh Tes my dear, may we see you." And without been asked he entered the apartment. He was his normal fat unshaven self but this time more menacing. The son closed the door behind them as both looked around agitated. "Hey my flat mate is out what's wrong? You can't just.