'Oh shit. He's actually going to kill me.' I thought, when all of asudden he went limp."Remember me?" Sarah was standing behind him, and one of my k...ives wereembedded in his back."Thanks," I said, shoving him off of me. Sarah helped me stand up, and Ilooked at him lying there. "Is he dead? He looks kinda dead." Yeah, I think so."Suddenly, he gasped. Not dead yet, it seemed. "You bitch!" he sputteredout, before his body started shimmering."What the hell?" Sarah and I both asked in. I tried to guide him, but still, no luck. I was sweaty and frustrated and decided to call it quits before I got really impatient with him for something that wasn’t his fault. I let him lick me out, which he was happy to do. That was nice, but not really satisfying, and after that I just mostly lazed around for the rest of the evening, while he busied himself with his usual routine outside. We tried again the next morning. Same result.Well, when we’re trick training, I use a clicker.. .. , “ she told him as she turned her head and cat-like ears to his direction.He waved his hand to her. “No ... I am not discussing this.”“When one is in pain, they must seek help or counseling to resolve the mental or physical damages that occur. You do not wish to discuss this, but I do. I understand the human concept of caring and love. I have conducted research on my databanks of who this woman is and her current status.”“No...” Ericson said quietly. He put his hand to the center table.. ."Startled, Carla looked at her for a second. "Good grief, Baby. You of all people didn't do anything wrong. As a matter of fact, I loved it. That arrogant asshole had it coming ... had it coming for several years. He's been in trouble since — I don't know — forever. Seeing him lying on the ground, whining, with you standing over him was the funniest thing I have seen in a long time."Suddenly hugging Arlene, Carla laughed. "Oh, Baby. Don't you worry about messing up my party by bouncing that.