”“I ... I ... uh ... I—”“And I do not appreciate prying eyes!” She slammed one of her slippers down. Not a slipper, not a fucking slipper ...t all. As the images of the two realities overlapped, the giant elephant thing raised a leg, and slammed it against the white, bloodied stone that it sat upon.And the world began to quake. The rivers of blood began to boil, rippling with the vibrating world, and the blood moon cried out its agony, a deep bellowing sound like a great whale speared through its. .. those guys live in their own world. They have their own rules. They even have their own courts. The only way you can get your cats back is go to the shelter and identify them." Well, come on then." What? Me?" You were the guy who violated our civil rights and trampled on our diplomatic dignity. Let's go get the cats." She grabbed him by the sleeve and started heading for a truck."The pound..." They're in a POUND??? Oooo ... you think you got trouble? You haven't seen trouble yet." The pound. He would go home and change and bring everything back in the morning. Jenny still giggling agreed and set off towards the alley."Wanted to be forced to dress and act in the play..." Jenny smiled to herself. She knew she could not do that but she had an idea. As she reached the door her plan had already formed and she made no attempt to stop the door from closing after she had removed the card that kept it open.Arriving back at the car Jenny told how the door was locked when she got there, how. . the bitch! He growled angrily, "You fucking bastard! I ought to cut your dick off!" When was the last time you fucked her?" Two days ago. THE BITCH! I haven't laid her in over two weeks... "How many different ways have you fucked her?" Lots of different ways, he'd whimpered.That was when Charles had cocked his gun and stuck it in the bastard's mouth. He said menacingly, "You nod yes or no as I name some, understand?" He'd nodded slowly. "In bed?" Yes. "On other furniture?" Yes. "The couch?".