A limited vocabulary of understanding, after a fashion, can be established between a sheep dog and his charges. xxx18 Oh! The chickens that ranged free had a certain kind of haughtiness in the way they clucked and trotted around. Stands to reason doesn’t it? Dinner that evening was a desultory affair. He worried at the knot. Stands to reason doesn’t it? The drugs were the only thing to really stick. What was he to do? The emphasis was on the word give, and sounded like an invitation to bed in the sad youth’s hearing. At the last possible moment, Rambo side stepped her and watched as the velocity of her rush took her headlong into the very solid looking gatepost. Fuck this, thought Rambo.
