“Fuck it, Colin, you surprised me! What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” she panted, her fingers suddenly ceasing their exploration of her ...agina.Analysing. Attempting to match linguistic stylisation of interlocutor, announced Colin the android in his slightly Tamil tones, before proceeding: Fuck it, Tushki, I think what the fuck you are displaying is classic fucking signs of human female sexual frustration. What you need is a cock to fuck your cunt and make you come… you pathetic wanker…?. So I'm calling you." Right. From what you said the medic did a good job. He just didn't know what to look for. Tick bite. Tell him to look on the ankles where the hair begins, behind the chap's ears and just within the hairline. They'll be a small whitish swelling about the size of a match head." Got it. That was fast." I was brought up around cattle. Ticks can be dangerous. This poor bastard probably lay down on the grass. The tick sensed the warmth and took advantage. The bloke felt tired and. My eyes narrowed at the remark. "Yeah ... my mom expects us to help out.Why?" Nothin?. Just glad to know you?re gettin? some housewife training," theasshole replied. "It?s something every girl needs."That remark pulled a derisive groan from deep within me. "Ugh ... you?rea real winner, a perv and a pig." Yeah, ?cause it?s just awful to appreciate a girl?s beauty and likeliving in a clean house," Raf countered."It?s not wrong to want to be with the person you love either, but itdoesn?t make. "I'm the Earl of Donegal and The O'Donnell!" he replied in self-righteous indignation. "You never address me as 'My Lord' when you speak to me, or bow when you enter the room. It's like you think that you are my equal," he rambled on drunkenly."Earl O'Donnell," I began, but he interrupted me again."There -- see, no respect," he shouted still sitting on the floor."Earl O'Donnell!" I said raising my voice. "I am neither your servant nor your subject. I am Kellen Conroy O'Connell of Clan O'Connell.