My mother said nothing, so I thought I had gotten away scottfree... though looking back, my father was a little more friendly, a little more courteous...with her after that. Fast forward two years. After turning 21, Alice decided to take a year off school. She was unhappy with her major (psychology) and wanted to try something new. Her parents didn't agree. After kicking her out, I pleaded and begged with my family to let her stay with us... to which they grudgingly accepted, provided I start. The pretty blonde was still shaking, holding her knees to her chest, but had stopped crying. She looked up over her knees as Heather approached.“Have you called the police yet, Ms.- I mean, Heather?”“Oh, not yet, darling.” Heather replied, sitting back down next to the scared girl. “Why don’t you tell me what happened so I can give a good report to them.”“Okay... Well, I was running on the Twin Trees path, and all of a sudden someone with a-“ She sputtered, holding back tears, “With a knife,. ”Mein Schatz,” I whisper carefully. “Retract your claws.”“Huh?” Dazed. “Oh. Yeah.”The claws disappear, but still he remains where he is. I can feel the tickle of blood oozing from the slashes and down the sides of my back onto the towel. I am about to say something when his tongue begins to lick the tickle away. At last, I relax. I am almost asleep when he starts spraying the cuts with antiseptic.“Ow!” I protest.“Oh, so now you’re gonna complain, huh? Hold still, so I can get this spray. She craned her neck and kissed me. ‘Not yet. You are so sweet sometimes. How come you make me feel better so quick?’ By saying what you want to hear, dummy. But you ain’t goin’ anywhere at all, boy, I told myself. You’ll be right here if she wants to visit, and that’s gonna be all she wrote. Why go to Boston to get laid when you can be elbow deep in pussy at home? Best not to tell her that though. ‘Shit, Ellen, real friends are rare as fuckin’ hens’ teeth, so when you find one you try to hang.