"Well be that as it may, what's done is done," Georgia said, refusing to let her teammate spoil her own victory celebration. "Me and Harry here were j...st coming over to say goodnight. We're going to take our party home with us were we can celebrate in private." The two of you have a safe trip home," Joe said, shaking Harry's hand and giving Georgia a friendly kiss on the cheek."It might not be a bad idea to call it a night as well," Joe said after the married couple had left and he noticed that. Bobby cleaned himself up and told that he was already late and had to rush for his job and aunt allowed with a wink towards me. She went and cleaned herself, took a shower, called up my house to inform my parents that I was with her since I was not feeling well. She proffered to request them to allow her to stay with her for the night, which they agreed. I got up and my whole body was paining a lot.My legs were aching. The bed was stained with blood. I took a warm shower for quiet a long period. We got along well initially, having soft drink and snacks. Later, we had planned for dinner and the three of us sat on the dinner table with my wife serving. She was paying special attention to my friend and he too was covertly looking at her often. I guessed he had developed a liking for my wife. We had some wine with the food and were a little tizzy after the dinner. It was getting late in the evening and he wanted to leave, but my wife asked him to stay back saying it would not be safe. .. I never asked for another pup.The stories he used to tell about cats still give me the willies ... he hated cats worse than dogs. Things like tying two tails together ... dousing them in turpentine and throwing the pair over a clothesline ... and worse.He hated guns in my first life ... so the idea of Daddy hunting pheasant in Grannie's fields ... impossible.But in this life he not only hunted ... he kept a Cocker Spaniel.In my first life he died in 1959 ... people wouldn't listen ... they.