He made another stop before driving on towards the cottage. There he took two big Alsatian dogs, Blackie and Patch, on board."Oh these dogs are beauti...ful," Mark said, "What are their names?" The black one is Blackie and the one which has a grey patch is Patch," chachu said."May I pet them?" Mark asked."Sure. They are very docile but on a command they'll tear a man apart," chachu said."They are just like our dog Prince," Mark said petting them."I don't like dogs," Sush said, "Why do we need. When she told him to go down to the dark cellar for some new supplies, he didn't hesitate because the dark underground areas were more like home to him than the world above ground.He was really surprised when she asked him to "Walk me home" at closing time.The route to her cottage was dark and they had no light between them. To make matters worse, the moon was often hidden behind the swiftly moving clouds that foretold a storm approaching. As they turned into the gravel lane that led to her. Just as I suspected Anne showed up early, at three thirty and feigned stupidity for having written the wrong appointment time. She asked if she should come back later and I told her that she could wait if she wanted since we were almost finished. Wearing a yellow and white polka dot sundress that came to mid-thigh and simple white flip flops, she was stunning. As Anne sat in the chair that I positioned perfectly for her earlier, Ted and I attempted to continue. The dress was perfect: buttoned. What the fuck am I doing now? Flying is one thing. Actually fighting is another.Almost as if she had read his thoughts Hemsut spoke to him, "Hell you've done it on Earth. It is almost the same thing. You just have to remember this is in three dimensions instead of your two." Of course. But the first fight he had been in he had been shot down. Now what would happen. Would he get blown up? This was crazy. Of course there was Nichsa then. He had to help her.The ship around him rumbled. He didn't.