Lydia, the Polish wizard.
Lydia looked, winced and snapped on some gloves.
“How you like?”
“Uh, I dunno, what do you think?”
“I don’t know you. We just met. You want strip? You want triangle? I don’t know. I don’t know you.”
“Uh, strip I guess? What do you think?”
“…(GLARE)”
“You pull there. NO! PULL! Trust me, you pull this way, I pull that way. Is better. Now do me favor. When I say so, stop breathing. Trust me. Is better.”
“…………..(Oh fuck?)”
“NOW!”
Gasp.
RRRRRRRRRIP! Rippity rip rip! RIPPAROOO! RIPARINO! RIP RIP RIPPY RIP!
R.r.r.r.r.r.r.
I.i.i.i.i.i.i.i.i.
Pah.
Done.
Thank fuck for that.
