She followed each smack, counting one, two ... twenty. When I finished I heard whimpering and sobbing. I looked at Darcy but she was not the one cryin...g. It was Sheryl. I let Darcy free and she thanked me and gave me a kiss. She went over to Sheryl and asked, "What's wrong, my pet?"Sheryl said, "He is beating you because of me, because you brought me into his house and because you spent time with me. I am so sorry." Pet, all of us make choices every day. Most have consequences both positive and. R. Park and I lived in G.K. 2 so I decided to walk to my house after the party I didn’t want to disturb my husband so while I was going back the streets were silent as usual . I could hear music coming close from a distance I thought it would be a car. Suddenly a black CRV stopped near me. The windows rolled down a young guy came out the window and said “would you like a ride anywhere? I politely said No and started walking again.The car slowly moved forward and stopped again and the guy said. It was enough for him to ease his hand off the handle of his cross-draw six-shooter and issue a word of welcome."Howdy, Bob, come on in and rest your bones. I got no warrant on you so set your mind at ease."The shifty looking hombre with the wide-brimmed sombrero glided into the office on silent moccasins cradling a Henry repeater in the crook of his arm."You got a sweet deal here, amigo. It sticks in my mind that not too long ago, we were both making tracks to shed that posse from our trail up. .. okay, um... it's, it's not what it looks like.”Apparently, that was also the wrong thing to say because Satsu's expression got even less positive than it was before.“It's not?”“No, no it's not. It's really not. I...”Again the words `I'm sorry' come up and again it's the worst possible idea Buffy can have.“What is it then?”“We... see... uh... I know it's not what it seems to be but... uh, how much of what happened did you actually see?”Satsu crossed her arms over her chest, but her angry tone.