But I think I’d like that.’ ‘Yes, I’m sure you would, Woody. What if I put your woody in my mouth? Woody, would you like that? You have a nice...woody, Woody. What if I, well, maybe I’ll just show you. Would you like that?’ ‘Yes, ma’am, I surely would.’ ‘Oh, what the fuck?’ Kim couldn’t help interrupting, ‘now he’s getting polite?’ ‘Stand up, Woody,’ Sal demanded. Kim burst out laughing. ‘It looks to me like woody is already standing up.’ Sal began to nibble and lick the head of Woody’s woody.. I'd have to remedy that later.I found Igor not in the street where I had expected him to be but inside the courtyard of a trader's home. A man lay dead on the ground by the gate to the courtyard, cut in half by the blast of Igor's weapon. I found Igor standing over another body that had been clubbed to death. He was glaring at the body in a state of rage as if he was going to hit it again. In front of him were a number of women and children and an old man. They were clinging to each other in. The instant you give in to fear, you die.’ His voice was calm and his posture was relaxed. She just barely registered his words when he continued, ‘lesson two. Be resourceful. Just because you’re on the defensive doesn’t mean you’re out of the game. If you refuse to improvise, you die.’ She stared at him for a moment in amazement, then turning to fury. *Did he just lecture me right now, when I thought I was going to die?!* He smirked in her direction, as if knowing what she thought, saying, ‘if. I showered and shaved and dressed and at eight I rang the doorbell at the Banks home. I was nervous. Mr. Banks came to the door and greeted me, handing me a rum and coke. “I’m glad you came, Vic.” We went into the living room. Jill Banks was sitting in a chair. She was wearing a very nice dress. Mrs. Banks was also fifty. She was not a beauty but not a dog either. She was five three and weighed about 160. She had large breasts that her bras had to work hard to keep in shape. She gave me a big.