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Tanner pulled the hand bad and turned it into a long tenticle. He rubbed it across Will's hole and then around and round. "Get re-" he started as loud crash interruped him.
One of the gang members had followed him and smashed a flower pot over his head. It didn't knock him out, but it did snapp him out of his drugged assult. Tanner looked at the blonde in his large hand, and at the tenticle hovering above his bottom. "Wow, I have problems" he said as he dropped will and punched the goon. "Sorry bout that!" he shouted to Will as he ran off.
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