If you’re willing to fight, I’m willing to hand him over. You don’t even need to win to get him back. When you show up for the fight, he’ll be...delivered wherever you want. I just want a chance to show Salamir what a flash in the pan, one shot wonder you are, you scaly, flying freak.” “Proof?” This sounded a little cryptic to Iona, but it apparently made sense to the person Dywyr directed it at, who reached into a bag and pulled out Benny’s guitar case. Iona held her hands out without really. .." Well that's alright then; but I still think you'd have been better served, not to go at all." I know, I know; you made that pretty plain the other week when you were up here. But Jeff, I need to ask a big favour of you..." My answer is no, Sally; before you even ask." Oh come on, please, Jeff, I need you there! And you did promise that you'd be here for me whenever I needed you. Well, I really do think I'm going to need you here next weekend." Sally, you know..." Yes, I know, Jeff, and I do. " You couldn't ask your Mom or Dad?" No, you'll see why. So, will you tell me what you think?" Actually, I'm flattered that you picked me. It looks quite appropriate. Red and all. And the outfit highlights your best qualities." I stopped from saying anything about the mask covering her ugly face."Oh no. This isn't the costume, but thanks anyway, I mean, for the complement." She stuck her chest out further in pride."Any time." I imagined the nipples that I'd stroked and pulled. The memory was. Initially, I thought it was funny how could he been having such technical problems. Hopefully, he was not going to pee his pants before he took it out.But when his manhood finally came out, I was in awe. It was impressive. It seemed like he had pulled out a small leg. I remember thinking that it was surprising that someone of his size could walk with anything like that between his legs. But then again, I have to admit that I did have my suspicions about him, and I was right. Not that I.