you were going to eat me ? my fingers go to my newest scar , a slash across my right wrist . i never talked dirty , but the words fell from my lips as easily as breathing . she could n't wait to taste him , but he did n't give her the chance . but yes , thanks , id like some coffee . we do n't need protection that badly . she settled into his arms with a contented sigh . yes sir , but the concern is what happens after you die . 