She nodded her head and then said, "I don't go in tomorrow or Saturday. We can do it then. And Leandro, if you do find my egg donor, take her out on Dom's yacht and drop her in with the sharks. She can become shark food. Although I'm sure that they are picky eaters. They probably wouldn't like the taste of a plastic, money hungry w***e. Ahh, oh well, there's always the pigs."
I was starting to see that our little vixen had a mean streak in her. She's all about feeding people to the pigs while still alive. And now to the sharks. She was made for us, and I fall more and more in love with her every day. When I looked up at Leandro, I could tell that he thought the same thing.
We spent some more time on the swing talking about this and that. We watched Dad play in the yard with Veer. And m
