"Fuck, no! Why the hell are you twisting the words, Aunt Sasha?" Lucifer said, his voice raised. "I don't care about their life choices, nor do I have any problems with women showing off their bodies or sexuality. But why would a boyfriend or a lover want to watch their woman fuck someone else? That is the shit that makes me wonder about how the fuck this world has gotten so screwed up. Why the fuck are people having fun with these fucked-up shit? Why is everyone acting weird today? What the hell is happening?"
Sasha looked at Lucifer, who had just downed the last glass of rum from the bottle. She saw the look on his face, which was full of disgust and confusion, and she couldn't help but shake her head.
