Et l? encore cette promessen'?tait pas en l'air. Il fut effectivement tranquille bien pluslongtemps qu'avec le rasoir.Il prit ? ce moment-l? une petit... note et inscrivit les ?l?ments qu'ilempruntait ? sa logeuse.Le week-end il y avait parfois des r?unions d'?quipe le samedi ? 14h, cequi correspondait ? 5h du matin pour lui. Il restait le plus souventdans son lit car c'?tait plus un point d'?tape o? son ?ma?tre de stage?attribuait le travail ? toutes les ?quipes. Il ?tait loin d'?tre le. There's three of 'em!" I told you, dude. This guy's got some mean dogs!" Let's get out of here!"They were nervous now and a little frightened, confronted with three huge dogs. Bush, the smallest, was probably a hundred and fifty pounds of muscle, and as I found out from Master shortly after arriving, they were all bred from a Mastiff father and a mother who was half St Bernard and half something else, Great Dane maybe, which gave them their size and handsome features. They had great personality. “Do you mean it, Joe?”I nodded, trying to get my thoughts in order. “Sam, I’m sorry for reacting like I did. I’m really confused right now, and I took it out on you. I don’t want you to go.”He said nothing, his eyes searching my face trying to work out if I was telling the truth.“If you’re confused, I should go and let you sort yourself out.”Before I realised what I was doing, I leant forward and kissed him. For a second he froze and didn’t respond, but as I kept my lips crushed against his, he. The first night I slept without waking.The next day I saw nothing in the morning. We hung out in the room for most of the day. We practiced with the BB gun some more and eventually I had enough faith in his abilities that I aimed at a button on his shirt. The BB actually bounced off his shield. Then I made up a game where he faced away from me, and I shot. I didn’t aim it at him, but at a chair beyond him. I sat there with the gun in my hand and then, without saying anything, I raised it and.