Her name is Bonnie. What is a girl to do?” I smile back. Xxnx You can’t do this to another person,” you yell, “it’s not right, not humane.”
“Why do you think I call you pet?” the words drip from my lips like acid. Needless to say I’ve been here before. “What’s the last one doc?” I questioned. So you did what I told you to, my good little pet. He chuckles deep in his throat, a smile crossing his face. I can taste the salt of the tears that had fallen to you lips. You throw the knife at me and just miss my bad arm. “Another conquest?” Bonnie retorts. As she drives on and finishes her coffee, she shakes her head as the valium starts to hit.
