“Well, you did stick your dick in them.”

“I don’t have to know anything about them for that.”

I begged to differ. Information was important. “What if she’s as big a whore as you and banged three guys that morning?”

STD’s were a serious matter. Especially in Sister Mary Of The Hallway’s video.

“Then she’ll know how to ride my cock.”

Huh? It really was all about the pussy for him. “Are all men as disgusting as you?”

“Pretty much.” Atlee nodded.

“Lovely.” Wait a minute. “Does that mean I could control Gio through the pussy?”

“You?” he snorted out a chuckle, then firmly said, “no.”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“You ever seen those nature shows where the antelope walks closer to the lions stalking it?”

“Yeah?” Where was he going with this?

“The antelope has a better chance of not being eaten then you do.”

“Hey.” That was a tad insulting, and one hundred percent true. “I’ll have you know, I shot Gio the other day.”

Ha!

“The way I heard it was you shot the cupboard.”

I didn’t say my aim was good, and why the hell was Gio telling people about that?

“Do you really want to know how to throw Gio off his game?”

“Um… yeah.” Why was that even a question?

“Stop fighting him.”

Here I was waiting for some grand insight into Gio Mancini, and that was what he came up with? “Why on earth would I do that?”

“Because he won’t expect it.”

Alright, I could see the validity in that argument. Still… “I fail to see how that helps me.”

“If you submit to him, he’ll stop seeing you as something to conquer and start seeing you as something to take care of.”

“That’s stupid.”

“Or it’s genius.”

“No, it’s just stupid.”

“Okay,” I didn’t like the sparkle in his eye. “I’ll make you a bet. Submit to Gio and if he doesn’t do anything different, then I’ll stay celibate for a month.”

That made me laugh. “You expect me to believe that you won’t touch a single girl?”

Not to mention, Gio had one mode and that was angry.