Ashley was sitting on the sleeper sofa reading an article when she heard Aaron shout. She hurriedly got up to check on him and was astonished to see and listen to him. Oh, he was absolutely fine. In fact, he was bursting with excitement. He was shouting for joy. Why? Because he was directing some angel to beat up someone or something with a tail, “Yes knock her out, she thinks she is too smart… wipe that smugness off her face for me… yes… slap her hard… there... just like that... now pull her tail harder, angel.”
Ashley kept a hand on his shoulder, but he shook off her hand, saying, “My angel is beating the hell out of Ashley.. Don’t distract me. I want to enjoy every second of this fight.”
Oh, so it was not someone or something. He was instructing someone, some angel, to beat her up and
