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He shook his head.
"Tsk. Tsk. That reply just wont do. I think it's just fair of me to give you something that you wish for. I always choose the rewards. It's your turn now, my sweet pet," he replied.
"Now, tell me what you desire," he told Jyan, drumming his fingers on the arm of his chair.
Gertrude had to resist the urge to punish the other male for that answer. After all, he had asked a specific question and he had wanted a specific answer in return. Gertrude now waited again for the male to reply. He wasn't going to let Jyan off that easy. Gertrude was the type to do just about anything if he found the thought of it interesting and possibly fun.
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"Your eyes kinda remind me of something. It's a look I've seen before, like the half open eyes of a head that's been chopped off. Still a little moist and you can't quite tell where they're lookin'. So I've gotta wonder, are you alive or dead?"
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