The victorious Tentacruel hissed his anger at being denied his meal. His trainer just looked smug.“Well, well, well. Not so high and mighty any more... are you?”And with that, I lost any hope of getting out of this hair-brained bargain. It had seemed reasonable at the time. I thought I was the best. I figured that my grass-type team would let me waltz right through this gym, what with their over-reliance on water type Pokémon. The only problem was, I wasn’t allowed to even try. I was supposed to. “This is a friendly business meeting where two old friends get to talk about their plans for their businesses. I want to see what we kinds of goals we might have in common,” Ellen answered.“Ah,” Dan said with a smile.“I noticed that Tom dropped you off,” Ellen said.Dan nodded his head and answered, “He picked me up from here earlier so that he could take me by the cemetery to see Pat.”“I forgot,” Ellen said not realizing the significance of this day for Dan. She remembered the big biker woman. ?He laughed. ?So do I, my dear. You’re about to get fucked by a dog.??Nooo. P ... please. I’m serious. Listen to me.??I’m listening.?The handler guided Stud behind the prisoner. The dog’s face snuffled between her thighs and his long tongue tasted heat from the bitch.She screamed, bug-eyed, veins in her forehead popping.?There are foreigners here!??Yes. A German.? Damien chuckled. ?A German shepherd.??Nooo. Here. In Prime City. An American and a Briton.? She gabbled. ?Journalists. I. I reached out and put it around her neck. I could see the tension drain from her body.“Thank you, master,” she breathed. “I’ll do it for you.”Wendy and I had to sit on the dais with all the dignitaries. She never let go of my hand. Sometimes it was painful. Our family—all of them—sat in the front row with many residents of Tent City and all the volunteers seated in the next three rows. When Lissa came back from her run to the airport, she not only had Whitney, but Mom and Dad and Beth. The.