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"My name is Benjamin Feur." he said softly in reply as he continued gently combing his fingers through the timid male's hair. It was a beautiful white and it felt like silk between his fingers. He could feel the timidness and fear just from the occasional trembles he felt. He was about to say more to Teru when the masked man returned and observed the sight before him.
"I can't tell you how many men I've had to try and take this one. He's worthless...why a man with such nobility in your line would want a broken doll is beyond me." he sneered.
"What's so bad about him? I see timidness and anxiety, probably at the hands of his former master." Benjamin replied as he rose to his feet slowly.
"My other boy's would cuddle up to a potential buyer like good dogs. This one here would rather sulk in a corner. I have to reach in myself and get him or bang on the bars to get him out. He's a pain in the ass." the masked man grunted, spitting in Teru's direction. "The sooner he gets out of my hair, the better."
Benjamin said nothing as he was handed a clipboard and signed on the indicated lines, then he pulled out his checkbook and wrote a check for the amount that was negotiated for Teru. With the payment done, the masked man put a leash on the collar and handed the end to Benjamin.
"You'll be lucky to make it out the door. I've tried walking him, but he wouldn't budge. He wonders why he gets beat." the man said before walking away and down the aisle of cages.
Benjamin remained silent as he watched him walk away, then he pulled a handkerchief from his breast pocket and bent down to gently wipe the spit from Teru's cheek without expressing any emotion.
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