“Cindy, I understand you couldn’t tell anyone about the ability. Unless you show them, who’d believe it? You swallowed me, and I still am having trouble believing what I experienced. Then you tell me you basically ate 2 people alive? I have to question if I’m still in love with a murderous monster…” Cindy interrupted me.
“I’m a woman, damn you. A woman! Not a monster. If I wanted to profit off this, I’d have joined a circus and gotten paid for it. I’m a woman, with womanly needs, wants and desires. So fucking what if it’s cliché? It happens to be true, at least for me. I thought you were a man with manly cliché types of wants, which I wanted to apply myself to, and you for mine.
“Let me show you something, mister!” With that, I tried running for the door, but she flew across the table, tackling me, and pinning me to the floor. Then she kissed me passionately on the lips. I found myself kissing her back, and had my query answered.
We got married two months later, and we just celebrated our 30th anniversary