I decided then and there that I wasn't going to be challenged again. I took off my belt and laid it down on a work bench that was in the garage. I sma...ked her ass, hard as I could with the palm of my hand, almost instantly turning her ass cheek red."Are you still going to tell me what to do?" I asked her darkly."You think one little smack is going to make me obey you? You couldn't make me do what you wanted me to do if you wanted to, bitch," she said to me.That statement set me on fire and I. He waited patiently until Damon got back in the car.“I’m gon’ get some head,” the athlete inquired.“I guess,” exhaled Tye.“Oh. You don’t wanna?”“I didn’t say that, D!”“Why you got attitude then?”“I don’t have no attitude!”“You need to fix your face then. You mad cause I was kissin’ on Marissa.”“I am not.”“I’d be open with you if I could, but you know I can’t,” the driver posited.Tye rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah.”Damon pulled off the road and navigated into a good hiding spot. He pulled out. He'd finally decided on his current course of action after remembering about the grandfather paradox he'd first learned in his logic class years ago. Once he'd found out that traveling through time was a real possibility, it hadn't taken much thought before Chris had determined exactly how he'd accomplish his self-assigned task of eliminating John Tanner from his parents' lives forever. Even though he could have never, and wouldn't have even if he could have, taken a life, he now knew many ways. No larger than a medium-size dog, it had four sturdy legs obviously designed by nature for endurance rather than speed, and its powerful torso and head moved with rhythmic purpose as it loped easily along. Especially noticeable were the vicious looking teeth, or whatever passed for teeth on Eden, that it bared as it gave voice to its high-pitched howl. When perhaps two dozen or more of its fellows emerged closely behind, also in full voice, he realized he was looking at the local version of a.