A flood of jizzum leaked onto the basement floor at both ends. He turned his head, doing his best to ignore them. You don’t need to use my title all the time. All three women fell on him, grabbing him with their hands and lapping at his wounded back. “You mean, like you were going to do to me? Getting paid peanuts while the church denies my work even exists? We’re going to have a chat, woman to woman.”
“Yes, Mistress” he replied before bowing and turning to exit. I wish you and blondie all the best. lol… The grinding of a blender grew louder as they approached the kitchen. His eyes blinked, adjusting to the sudden luminescence as a man walked into his cell. Completely hopeless. His body was cooling down fast. To raid, I mean.”
“Not so much for Reynauld, apparently.”
“You sent him to do this with a rookie?” Viktor asked incredulously before tossing it on the table.
