DEMON'S BEST FRIEND
Part 2
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"Dean, it's no use pretending."
"I-I-I'm no-no-t preten-en-ending."
"Really? You're not pretending that you're in control of that stupid hellhound when, in fact, it's not taking a blind bit of notice of you?"
"I-I-I'm comple-he-hetely in cont-trol-trol. George is w-w-well-behaved and obe-be-be-bediant. He-he-he does exac-actly what I te-te-tell h-h-him to-to-to do. I-I-I'm to-to-totally his ma-ma-master."
"You're talking crap Dean. That thing's a menace."
"Bl-ow-ow-ow it outta y-y-y-your ass b-b-b-bitch, how-how-how wou-ou-ould you know anyw-w-way? It's n-n-n-not like you-you can ev-v-ven see George."
"Dean, I don't need to be able to see him to know that he's humping your leg."
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