I was getting sicker and sicker with the delay he had been instilling in telling the goddamn tale he was so intent on telling.
"Sit, Lady Al Gore." He finalized his instruction.
Argh, he was back at that once again.
Tov grumbled out, "Just sit somewhere, Lady Al Gore. Pretend to follow his rules until the chance to strike surfaces." he advised.
Right.
I settled on the floor and folded my legs in front of me.
"Satisfied?" I pouted, hating to follow Ajax's instructions.
I saw the contented spark in his eyes which made me only yearn to deliver a few blows that would set the look thumping off of his face.
"Now, that's the submission I like. You should at least be a little obedient. So much rebellion is not healthy for a kid like yourself but, it all doesn't matter since I'm going to kill you anyway." He said while picking at his fingers.
