"Oh- I dunno, Gary Barlow?" Close!" Dad chuckles, making me confused."...Robbie Williams?" I ask hesitantly."No, I'll put you out of your misery," dad...says."Please do," I sigh."It was Piers Morgan," dad says, leading to an awkward silence."...That's not much of a brag," I say bluntly. "And how is Gary Barlow a'close' guess?" Because they were both judge-" dad begins."-Judges on Simon Cowell shows, okay, I see now," I interrupt. "So youwere on Good Morning Britain, then?" Nah, Piers just called. ”“You are a strange man. I love you but you are very strange.”I shrugged. Suddenly the artificial sound of a camera shutter came from the back seat. Lavi turned around and said, “Who are you showing your coochie to?”“Coochie?” I asked. I hadn’t heard that used in decades. Lavi ignored me.Lavi didn’t wait for Melissa to actually reply, “I heard the camera click and your dress is pulled up.”“Sheesh, you’re not being left out of anything you skank, I was just snapping with Kelly.”“Kelly? Third. I have a message for a Gurterude the Great."The tinker shakes his head but the messenger busy downing his mug of ale continues anyway."Well, Gurterude, eer eet goes. Der ess dis err princess, end she'd be eternally grateful, , if zum wun would come end rescue er from zom stoned tower that she is locked in. "The messenger then drops a scroll on the table in front of the speechless tinker, and says, "Dis er is a map which shows ya jest where da princess' tower be. "The messenger then staggers. The guy leaves the kid on the roof and tells him we’ll be right back. He shuts the door behind him and we run down the stairs and my dick is hard again, I just cant wait to see this guy with his pants down. We find a spot in a hallway and he drops down pants and underwear to his knees. His dick is real fat, not too long but real fat and kind of dark, with a lot of foreskin. I smell it real good then suck it holding on to the guy’s very hairy legs. We’re there for a while and every time.