With arack like that, maybe I should call you Betty," chidedDave. "What happened to Tiger?" asked Ben in a serioustone. "Tiger is fine, Betty, Denny's...been taking real goodcare of him" said Dave. "Listen up, asshole, I'll choose myown damn name. It won't be Betty. Until I make my choice,you WILL call me Ben. Got it?" growled Ben. "Got it"replied Dave, knowing that his brother was a lot morepissed off than he sounded.Everyone except the nurse had left the room, Ben waspondering his situation.. He began singing a love song in a low croon.She giggled. “Stop it, please, daddy,” she said.He continued louder, returning to his shower.She tiptoed to the opening of the shower curtain. She slowly opened it.“Oh, for fucks sake,” he groaned, his body covered in sudsy soap.She bit her lip and looked at his massive chest, his muscled arms, his meaty legs, and his flaccid cock.“My friend Lisa really, really likes you. I showed her pictures. She keeps talking about you.”“Aw, let me alone, bumpkin.. I thrust my arm before me, focusing at the ogre and moved my fingers. I created another Zanyia, crouching low and hissing. Then she sprang around the brute.His fists swung at it. I puppeteered my illusion low, the blow crashing over it. The real Zanyia hissed and jumped onto the ogre’s back. She scratched at the leathery back. The monster howled and threw himself towards the battered wall. The lamia sprang out of the way moments before the ogre crashed through plaster and wood. Debris flew. Then, I dragged her out and she was dripping wet but her hair and her body now smelt so nice. She still had top and shorts on and I now kept a big ice chunk in my mouth and rubbed it over her body.Then I played with earlobes and neck and left some marks on my teeth, after all, I wanted to mark her as well.She till now had nothing inside her pussy except for ice and my tongue and was craving for a penetration now and I too wanted to fuck her brains out. So, I asked her to be in that position.