Lungs like a burst pipe, the noise that exploded from them could've been heard from anywhere in the Estate.
Viscous saliva soiled her dress and numbed her body as she squirmed trying to escape the long red bulbous tongue that wrapped around them.
Wanting to scream or not, had not been an option in the tight hold of the Giant Noma which squeezed the air from her lungs.
"Young master," Wearing a typical butler uniform, sporting his whites and blacks, alongside a star over his breast pocket, a man wearing white gloves bowed slightly, "The Lady would not approve."
"You know what that bastard did and yet your telling me that?" The boy, somewhat taller than the girl, having brown hair and eyes to match had a tremendous scowl, "Our house doesn't get even. Isn't that right?"
Standing by the big white gazebo, the butler could only silently exhale.