" With a coy smile, you lowered your voice, "I think I'd like that, Scott, I think I'd like that alot." Your quietness had the correct affect, it was ...lear he didn't quite hear you and leaned in, evidently to ask what you had said, however, you used this chance to respond back by simply moving your legs so that the hem line rose up higher, exposing more skin, an unspoken exclamation point to his last query. He smiled as he continued to lean in closer, his lips brushing against your shoulder, a. She was in trouble and sinking faster.Annie came into the room and asked, “Have you found money for my car insurance?”Judy didn’t answer.“What in the fuck are you doing there? Go out and get some money. I need car insurance or else I can’t drive!”“There’s no money,” Judy said stopping her sobbing long enough to get the words out.“Well, sell something.”There was nothing left to sell. The garage sale three weeks earlier had cleared the house of just about everything. The living room was bare of. After getting to my feet, shaking the drowsiness from my head, I looked through the peephole in my door. It was my neighbor that lived right next to me standing there with another guy (what the fuck does he want). "You think he's still up." I heard one of them say just before I opened the door.My next door neighbor got a big grin on his face as soon as I opened the door and he was holding what looked like an unlit cigarette in his hand. They were both older; my neighbor looked to be around. I could have reknit the tissue and done some other Light-based healing, but there were an endless, world-filling pile of things I could do, and I had to pick and choose what I did with my gifts, or I'd be endlessly at these kinds of tasks. So I let them work on the animal and kept it pain free and unconcerned while they did. The last thing they did was wash the wound in a foul smelling liquid of some kind."It'll help keep the wound from festering, and the smell will mask any further blood scent.