She could feel it slowly making it'sway into her neck and spine. After a few seconds it stopped and therewas a little tug but it didn't move. She coul... hear the sound of amotor and then she heard the sound of the carabiner being attached tothe eye hook. After that she heard the sound of the motor again and shewas lifted up. She had been expecting to feel at least a slight tugfrom the bolt but she didn't feel anything from it. She could feel herbody dangling though. She was able to make some. .. and in residential areas ... children chasing balls into the street. A good driver looks at his mirrors, his speed, the traffic ahead, the traffic behind, intersections coming up, stop lights, tail lights. If a good driver talks to his passengers he doesn't look at them ... looking at the person in the back seat is the epitome of rude. He keeps the volume on the radio low enough that he can hear what's happening to the engine ... and he listens for sirens. He should always yield to emergency. He doubted he would be able to manage going back to only being her friend. The fuck-buddy non-relationship was corrosive, it had undermined the friendship they had both enjoyed so much. He shook his head and pushed away from the desk. Not that it mattered. She obviously didn’t want anything to do with him after the way he acted. She hadn’t wanted more from him before Daniel showed up, anyway, and certainly wouldn’t want to be with him if she knew the whole story of his past. Walking to his. ”“Pardon? I have no diseases,” she barked at him affronted.“Oh! But you do as far as I’m concerned. Sean is going to laugh his socks off if we ever meet again. He did warn me that it could happen if I channelled magic during the throws of orgasm. Do you think your mother will be happy to learn her new son-in-law is a nice handsome Dog with magical abilities?”“I’m not taking a Dog home to her,” she replied mystified.“Sorry, but you are. Just be aware Tingko, this dog-boy doesn’t share. It seems.