Zandra looked the scars over. No doubt they had hurt, and for a moment she felt sorry for him. But only a single moment, and then she pushed it away. Zandra knew her mouth was sooner or later going to get her in trouble, but... She couldn't help herself, " I’d like to see things from your point of view, but I can’t seem to get my head that far up your a**."  She spoke, and then grinned deviously. "Now are you gonna stand there all day looking pretty, or are you going to teach me?"