As I watched, I saw she had some kind of blister, and she was picking the scab off. Ewwww! How could she do that? Then she lifted up and dropped the s...ab into my mouth. No surprise there. But then she held her hand over my mouth and squeezed the yellow pus into my mouth. I guess it's a good thing that they still give me a daily antibiotic.The somber mood remained all week. They all stayed home from work on Wednesday for the funeral.That night, Laurie sat on me without peeing and said, "We. My overall experience was turning into a tour de force. Odorous as my former handlers had been, Kirwan exceeded all former smells significantly. What totally astonished me was how much these smelly Englishmen were beginning to turn me on. It was as if I had been transported back in time to an era when most Europeans did not give a shit about personal hygiene.With Kirwan’s icky hands manipulating my head, I commenced giving him a tongue bath. My enthusiasm knew no bounds as my mouth lustily. It was that memory that drove him on.The moment the mercenaries had led him away from the smoldering pile that had once been his home, he swore on his family, and especially on Alexander, that he would have his revenge.One day, in Theron's nineteenth year, the mercenaries were resting for a few days in the village of Sharisse, when Theron overheard a conversation in the local tavern."I heard it's still at large." What? The black dragon?" Aye. It's like a nightmare, they say. Only coming and. "The day after the funeral, a lawyer approached me. He told me this trucking company had a reputation for letting the drivers ignore the rules so they can work more hours and make more money. He had lost his daughter a year before, but there wasn’t enough evidence to take the company down. This time he had what he needed, and would like to pursue them. If I would let him represent me and my mother and sister, he could promise a win and an end to this company that had cost us so dearly.“I.