Like Mother, Like Daughter.
"Have you ever been baking before?" she asked without moving away from the fridge.
"No Miss ... not in the past few years."
You should have left just as you planned ... this was not good! Suddenly you realize she wasn´t even wearing pants anymore. What the fuck?
"Well, first you got to put together all the ingredients, eggs, milk and so on ..."
This was not about cookies. You would give everything for Alison to come back right now? Or ... maybe it would be better for her to stay away? What was going on here?
"... and than you need to knead the dough. Do you think you can do that?" she whispers almost viciously. And those looks again ...
"I think I got to go Miss Carter, just got a call and ..."
"KNEAD IT LIKE YOU DID WITH THE THE ASS OF YOUR SLUT! You´re not going anywhere soon you unfaithful bitch"
Shit.