She returned to the bar, took my hand, and said, “Let’s get out here.” I was happy to be going anywhere with her, but as we walked, I was wonde...ing where this evening was going, since she had to work. Grinning slyly at me, Katie explained that she worked from home, and asked if I would help her out on a work project. I said yes, of course, and as we walked out of the bar, I’m sure I looked like the proverbial cat that ate the canary.We barely got inside Katie's apartment before she grabbed. Well here he is! This big boy is named Tank. He’s four years old and very well trained, which was a surprise for me since I DIDN’T train him,” Kate paused for emphasis, letting the women digest that then continued, “I met Tank at the last Dog Show I attended and was struck by his presence. His owner was looking to sell him even though he ran a kennel and Tank had a few blue ribbons to his name. I figured he was just looking to make a buck so I bought him for a reasonable price.”Kate. Tabatha looked up as Jake came into her room. She cried out joyfully and fled into his arms, sobbing hysterically. Finally getting herself under control, she merged her mind with his, discovering that he had not found anything that could help save her."It's all right," she cried softly, sniffing back her tears. "Just make love to me. Make love to me and never stop. Make me forget. God, I've missed you so..."He kissed her wet face passionately. For some reason, he didn't feel aroused like he. But they wanted to do it in their own way--the beings that were to be dominated should be other sentient ones, like they so enjoyed to do! And thus, the first possession-focused rodeo was born. The first year was a huge success, but they wanted more. More challenges, more participants, more ways to control others. In their interdimensional travels they came across beings of energy that could enter bodies without any effort, or beings that could combine symbiotically with others to form a.