The Woman (Mary) Screams!

The scream was so shrill, Rick jumped back in shock, dropping the woman's hand in the process. He first looked around, wondering if maybe she had screamed due to some outside threat, but Rick saw nothing that would have prompted such a response.

After gathering himself once more, he looked down where the woman was still on the ground. Now, instead of being on her backside and looking up, she was curled in the fetal position, clutching her stomach. She wasn't screaming anymore, which Rick took as a good sign, but he wondered what had caused such a reaction. He knew he didn't have luck with the ladies, but no woman had ever been sick from his touch before.

Maybe this was the new low he had sunk to?

Rick decided he couldn't just leave her there hurting on the floor, so he knelt down beside her.

"Are you okay?" Rick asked softly.

The woman was starting to relax, which Rick was thankful for. She slowly turned towards him. At first, her eyes were narrowed, probably in pain and anger, but when her eyes met his, they widened almost comically.

"Master!" She said breathily. She quickly scrambled upright so that she was kneeling in front of him.

Rick looked at her oddly. "Master?"