"Doesn´t his whip hurt you?" Her tone was sly."Indeed yes, madam. It hurts very much. I scream." But as long as he holds it: that´s what counts, eh?... What you getting at?" Mike asked good humouredly."He is my master," said Thalia demurely. "You must ask him." The girl´s in love with you, you big ox!" Harriet laughed immoderately."How the Hell did you manage that! You´re about as lovable as a water buffalo." Dammit, Harriet. That the best comparison you can make?" How about a saber tooth tiger?". ” So, I looked at my schedule and carved out some time 1-2 times per week to show up and work on her yard. The first time I met her, she answered the front door bare foot and wearing a robe. It was kind of early in the morning. I introduced myself as the guy who will be taking care of the yard. She was nice and friendly toward me and stood there in her robe, I couldn’t tell if she had clothes on underneath, but it looked like there was probably nothing on under it. Her hair was turning gray and. Without targets, everyone stopped shooting. The sudden silence was as deafening as the shooting had been.Glen remembered that one of the Special Forces guys had told him that most fire fights last for less than two minutes. He wondered how long this one had lasted. It felt like forever, but he only had enough time to get off four shots and had only fired three times. He imagined that less than two minutes had passed between the first and last shot.He took a minute to scan the field for. “Hey, Christina,” he said. She looked at him with a humorless expression. “There’s something growing out of my forehead. Look.” he pointed to his lump, “I think I might be turning into a unicorn. Do you like that?” No response. He grabbed an ice-sicle from a tree branch, and held it to his forehead. “Christina, I am turning into a fucking unicorn!” he shouted. He pounced on top of her and neighed like a horse. “Get the fuck off me, you dick!” she said, with a giggle. They looked at each.