Long Time Coming
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Tomik copyright - Me
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Tomik Carr was once a fearless mercenary, as many would claim they were. But few could stand up against this badger, this monument of strength to the mercenary unit of the military. But today you will learn the story of how his world was turned upside down and torn apart. His very existence was threatened this specific few days he was held against his will.
His nostrils filled with the fumes on burning coal and what looking like a small fire just seven feet from the chair he was tied in. His memory was foggy and blood clearly trickled through his fur as he stirred. "U-uh, what..where am I?" he groaned out as a hard throb knocked at the side of his head, forcing his left eye shut in a futile effort to dull the pain of an otherwised cracked skull. His hands were tied behind his back and legs secured to the wooden legs of the chair he sat on.
"Finally awake I see." He was greeted by a surprisingly feminine voice from the other side of the fire. "You sure had quite the nap, I was beginning to think I killed you with the butt of my rifle," she laughed softly. From what he could make out she was a wolfess, with a military appearance to her. She was clad in camouflage from the waist down, the deep greens and browns suggesting jungle warfare. The only other garment she wore was a black tank top over her her fit torso, pert nipples showing clearly in the soft light cast upon her by the fire. Her carbine rested against the only remaining part of a broken wall behind her, rain pouring down over the canopy above through the gap, splashing on the hard floor. Yet, as ramshackle as this construct was, it did at least serve the purpose of protecting them from hypothermia an the other ravages of the harsh weather.
He was in the middle of nowhere, held prisoner by some bitch who he didn't know, or cared to know for that matter. He raised his head and spat at her, all he managed was a few meager feet before it felt to the dirt below with barely a sound. He couldn't make sense of it though, but his throbbing head thwarted all major attempts at trying to find reason in the current situation. He knew he was pretty much nude on this uncomfortable wooden chair that the woman had tied him to while he was unconscious. He couldn't find words to spit back at her aside from a few "What do you want?" he asked hunching forward but not hanging his head, but rather looking at the female lupine with an angry look in his eyes.
For the first time he noticed her fur color, a mix of gray and white. The gray was the majority of her face, shoulders and arms, while the white started at her chin and expanded at her collarbone and down her chest."It's simple really, lover boy, I just want some information out of you before I begin to humiliate you in the worst way imaginable." she spoke up once more, spiking his interest as to what information she could possibly want, though his thoughts were quickly cut short as she went on to speak. "The information I want is who hired you and what syndicate you work under" she finished. She shifted in sitting position, pushing one leg up up with a paw on her knee before pushing the rest of her body up after it. Her thick tail swayed behind her as she moved around the fire to crouch infront of him, her eyes looking into his. "So are you going to cooperate or do I have to squeeze it from you?" she asked running a pad from his adams apple all the way to his chin.
"I will honour my contract, I'll tell you nothing." He spoke with a toothy grin before spitting in her face. She recoiled slightly and shut her eyes in reaction. Her expression turned sour as she pulled the saliva from her fine, but other wise dirtied fur. She wiped the drool into a small plastic pot.
The badger was unafraid of the wolf. He'd fought bigger, in worse circumstances. He tested the strength of the wooden chair. She appeared unarmed, soon he would make his move.
He strained against the ropes that bound him, his war-hardened muscles making the wood creak. He had to escape, before she could harm him. The chair cracked and slumped forwards throwing him onto the floor. "After all the hospitality I've given you, sheltering you, giving you a chair even you choose to lay in the dirt?" she said as she stood up once more.
"If you don't mind, I'll be leaving soon." His leg was working free. surely her knots must give soon." It's not the accomodation - It's the company." His migrane didnt let up from the fall either, instead it intensified but he held back the signs of serious discomfort with his one closed eye. Tomik knew time was running out. Pulling at the bindings on his arms he wiggled his fingers. With the increased pain in his head and the unyielding ropes he was starting to feel fear.
"Such feeble efforts you're putting yourself through." she spoke watching him squirm and struggle against his restraints, surely his head injury was putting him through his paces as well.
Tomik smiled grimly. Pausing in his struggles. "Forgive me, I'm not at my best - someone crowned me with a rifle butt. Now if you'll just untie these ropes, I'll put up more of a show."
A loop of rope slipped from his wrist, pulling out the fur, but small pains were nothing compared to the hammering in his head.
"Now why would I want to untie my own prisoner?" she asked, canting her head down at the struggling badger in the dirt. "If you just tell me what I want to know, You can get out of here sooner." she almost made it sound like a promise, but her contract said otherwise.
"Oh, I'm sorry. As you're asking so reasonably, I work for zeus corp, and sweep the floors for my wages."
"I don't think you are taking me seriously." The wolf kicked him hard in the stomach. She may have been smaller than him, but her kick was vicious and knocked all the wind out of him. "You will not get far with simply lying to me. But it does not matter. Soon you will tell me what I want to know." She growls out and steps back before turning around, facing the open cargo area of her suburban vehicle. Inside resided two coolers, one white and the other orange, they looked simple enough to have been bought at a local super market. But inside them resided the contents she needed to complete her contract, four doses of 25 ccs of some sort of liquid she didnt care to know about, all were different colors and were specifically labeled, one through four. These sat comfortably in a brushed nickel breifcase which she pulled from the chilled container, clicked two buttons simutaneously before it opened to black foam and the four syringes.
Laying on the floor, Tomik could see her getting something out of the vehicle. Whatever it was it was not going to be good. He kicked his legs, dragging the chair away, waves of pain in his head sapping his will to fight. He managed to roll onto his knees, still bound to the chair.
Before she could even read where exactly where each one was supposed to go, she heard rustling and the shifting of dirt. She twisted her torso and look at him. "You dont give up easily do you?" she spat, walking towards him and giving him a solid punch on the snout before spitting on him in disgust.The punch was not the worst, by any means Tomik had taken over the years, but combined with his headache he cried out in pain. Collapsing to the floor again, face down in the dirt. Seeing her captor suitably discouraged, she turned back to reading the small printed label on injection one.
The instructions were simple and although written in tech-speak amounted to sticking it in him, and not hitting any arteries. Nothing anyone trained in the most basic of field medicine could not handle.
She picked up the cool syringe and checked there was no air in the cylinder. It was time for the badger's first dose.
Out of the corner of his eye he could see the wolf bring over the green glinting chemical.
"Truth serum won't help you." Said Tomik. With any luck he could delay long enough before he was found. By now his backup would be looking for him.
The wolf tapped the side of the syringe to ensure she had not mistaken not seeing any air bubbled within and squirting some out of the needle while holding it upright. She need not respond to the badger in the dirt as she crouched over him and stick the stainless steel needle into his thigh before pushing the plunger down, thus injecting the thick green liquid into his body before withdrawing the now empty and worthless needle. She of course rubbed his thigh some - not to comfort him but to help his body thuroughly and evenly absorb the primer liquid. She had chosen the thigh because it has the largest group of muscles in the body and would ensure thurough absorption.
Tomik stayed still as the needle went in. A person could die from a badly administered injection of saltwater, but the evil green filth that was burning into his thigh was anything but.
"Son of a bitch." He said between clenched teeth. That stufff stung! "No need to cuss at yourself." she could have easily laughed out as she got back to her feet to put the needle in a safe place; that being back were she got it from with the plastic sheath back on the needle, from what she saw on the case, this treatment was dangerous. "Now are you going to tell me the information I seek, or are you going to make me hurt you even more?" she asked in a near sincere manner
The serum seemed to be having no effect, other than making his thigh start to throb. Whatever the hell it was, it was not anything like his previous brushes with drugs. Heck he'd taken things with more of a buzz for a bet. The throbbing in his thigh was beginning to spread, his heart was beating faster. He was feeling, despite the drafts in the shelter, warm. hot even. He started to pant, and he could feel the warmth starting to arouse him.
He was glad that the chair covered his swelling embarassment.
Her instructions were to wait ten to twelve minutes between injections to avoid any unnecessary injury or unneeded sideffects. It seemed that this was almost like cooking, though it was different in many ways. To cover this time and make it seem to go by quickly she knelt down to grab at the back of the chair and pull it back up onto its remaining legs and lean it against the closest sturdiest wall, which was less than three feet away.
His maleness was unhideable now. "Not much of a romantic are you? If you'd wanted to see that, all you needed to do was let me buy you a drink"
"Oh shut up for once in your life." she sneered, putting her own plan into action. She kneeled infront of him and pushed his legs apart some, before taking hold of his ever so proud malehood and squeezing it teasingly. She was of course no virgin and had a good idea of what she was doing and she began to please the man she had captured a day earlier. Her soft finger pads squeezing his length as she stroked him off. She wanted to see how long he could hold out but her mind remained on getting the information she wanted.
Tomiks mouth opened and closed the wolf was skilled in her stimulation of him. It felt great, but then he realised that this was just as much a threat as the beatings, he fought against the rising pleasure. "I..a...will...not..tell you...anything...bitch"
"Have it your way then." she smirked, reaching into her left pocket with her left paw, pulling out a hair tie and wrapping it loosely around his shaft before, stretching it, twisting it and rolling the new loop down to the last one, evidently at the bottom of his malehood. "There now, comfy?" she asked, backing away some, unbuttoning her pants and letting them drop loosely before she caught them, sliding each of her legs from them and tossing them towards the back seat of the SUV. Thankfully she wasnt in heat, or else this would turn ugly for her. Her panties were next, following the camoflague pants into the vehicle. The loose fabric fell short though, loosely draping themselves over the opened, standing half of the breifcase. With that she stepped over his lap and came to straddle him and nipped at his neck. "Are you sure you wont be telling me anything?" she asked, in between nips at his neck fur.
"I'll tell you something if you come really close" He'd bite the wolf's ear off.
He'd come damn near to ripping her ear off if she hadn't given a chop to his throat, easily aimed at his adams apple. she wouldnt recoil, screaming bloody murder in shear pain of anything serious. sure it hurt, but it was nothing to yowl about right now. "You fucker." she was tempted to load him up with the rest of the load she had been given right there, but orders were orders. What she had done was in the name of torture, not to label her as a whore. "I'll be right back, don't move." she called out, as she backed from him lap, still leaving his erection standing proudly with a tight black collar around the base. It wasnt even a second before she returned, with a belt this time, strapping it over his muzzle and pulling it tight before securing it with the metal pin. "There, much better." Admitidly she was a bit of a masochist, but nowhere near needing to mutliate herself to get off. The violent bite to her ear had actually gotten her wet. Pulling herself back over the badgers lap she rubbed his shaft against her dampening lips.
The badger was livid in his restraints. The bitch was getting off on him! He squirmed in his seat unable to get away from the teasing brushing of her wet snatch. Despite himself, despite the pain in his head, he could feel his body begin to burn with the need for release. Snatching air through his nose, he was approaching the edge.
Something he would be unable to reach with that fancy new collar around his dick. She paid no heed to his increased breathing. She only focused on herself as she continued to rub against her captor, every pass she made over his rod she left a slimy trail of her juices behind, though hardly anywhere near releas at the moment. though with her increased arousal she found herself getting hotter, so it was time to ditch her black top and throw it into the vehicle as well, leaving her modest D cup breasts in the heated air between the two.
Tomik bit down, clenching his teeth.It really was to much, the sliding of the wolf's increasingly wet pussy, the sight of her pert breasts in his face as she pleasured herself on him. He started to cum, but the tight band stopped the flow, and the burning sensation as it backed up made him ache with frustration.
Finally show could take no more and slide away some, guiding the throbbing and seemingly more sensitive meat down against her folds, pressing the head agianst her entrance and sliding into her warm inviting folds. She opened her mouth, in a silent moan as she slowly slid the badgers cock into her pussy, the sensitised meat pressing her walls apart and rubbing against her clit.
The sensation only increased as the badger was effectively raped, he was being used so lewdly, and unable to gain any release. His hips bucked and ground as much as he could but it was useless, the wolf relentlessly tormenting him with her own pleasure. He could not swear or beg, only groan as the slick folds worked up and down. Suddenly the wolf sighed, and climbed off him. She wanted to continue, but she had a job to do.
It seemed the waiting period between the injections was up and she went to retrieve the second of the four injections. pulling the plastic sheath from the needle, turning it upright and tapped the glass to release any of the air bubbled that had made their way in. The plunger was pushed some, squirting some of the liquid out before making her way back over the otherwise needy badger.The needle went into his opposite thigh before the plunger drove the second dose into the badger's flesh. Crimson fluid quickly disappeared into his body before the empty syringe was pulled away and his thigh massaged before making her way back to the vehicle and putting it back where she foud it, protected needle point and all. "Now are you ready to answer me?" she asked with a stern tone as she turned back to the badger, expecting a nod or a shake of the head.
The badger nodded. Maybe the crazy bitch would let him speak.
She approached, tightened the belt for a second before unhinging the metal pin and pulling it from his muzzle. "Now tell me what I want to know, Who hired you and what Syndicate do you work under?"
"So intimate, And I don't even know your name." The pain in him was making resistance hard to rally, but Tomik was determined to keep fighting. "Why does it matter so much to you anyway?" Any information he could get on the wolf might just help, but with the strength leaving his body, Tomik was starting to doubt it.
"My name is none of your business, Tomik" she stated. With an operation like this any information she leaked could be used against her so she didnt risk the possibility of that happening. All of the information on this man was up to date, and she had the dossier tucked under the drivers seat of the truck, she had spent the day previous to his capture reading it. "Now tell me what I want to know!" she barked out.
Tomik. She knew his name, which was bad. It meant a proffessional outfit was behind his abduction and decreased the chances of a successful recovery. "I can't help you!"
"Bullshit!" she growled out. He had the information she needed to make sure the contract was filled properly, she could not give her employeers false information based on assumptions. Hell she checked his outfit thoroughly before tossing it into the fire, no contract, no company name, no nothing. It appeared he went on his missions prepared for this sort of thing.
Tomik cursed the day he had taken this last mission, the money too high the security to tight. His heart sank knowing that he had nothing to give, but he needed to have something to give the wolf hope. He racked his brains, and a name floated to the surface.
"Rainger." Rainger would not hold it against him - he was already long dead.
Her sneer lightened as she finally had information, though she was surprised when the name rang in her ears. She hadn't heard that syndicates name in years. "Now was that so hard?" she asked, checking an old fashioned hand clock set up in the corner of the storage space in the SUV. It had taken him five minutes to retrieve that bit of information, from there she could figure out who had hired him through phone calls.
The red fluid sloshing around inside his body was beginning to have an effect. He groaned as the ringing pain in his head increased, sharpening up to a point of pain before ebbing away. As the pain in his head left his body felt weak, but he was acutely aware of every sensation on his skin, his fur standing on end not least the tight ring around his cock and the ache of his balls. He felt like he could cum again just from the renewed sensation.
It seemed she needed to start passing the time again, and what better way to tease the badger even further before granting him the release he seeked. Her itch was not yet sated though, so with that in mind she climbed onto his lap again, the belt still in hand if needed if he were to attempt and bite her again. She rocked her drenched slit against his throbbing member once more, even though it was still coated in her juices, a few rocks and grinds against his cock before she guided it back into her aching slit once more riding him with vigor, she wanted release, but probably not as bad as he did.
Tomik could not believe the sensations as the wolf began to ride his unyielding cock, he came nearly immediately, the sensations causing his balls to burn with pain, and still the wolf slid up and down. He cried out, he cursed but he did not stop. The pleasure and pain still increased overiding all else.
His cries of pain and foul language did nothing as the wolfess rode the badgers angrily throbbing shaft. Squelching sounds filling the room as audibly wet slaps emerged. Her juices coating both of their hips as they slapped together. Her paws finding his broad shoulders, giving herself support as she continued to pleasure herself on the bound badger. Her relentless pounding ended with a primal howl from her as she came, her walls constricting at first before massaging and rhythmically squeezing Tomik's cock buried inside of her. She slouched against him, her cum has coated his lap, her head against his neck as she rode the waves of ecstacy.
The clenching of the wolf's pussy as she came made Tomik slump in his own tortured world of ecstacy, his tongue lolling and mouth drooling, the sensations becoming too much to bear. A tingling sensation followed the waves of pleasure. something strange was happening to him.
With her itch sated for the moment, it was time to reward the badger for being good and giving her atleast some bit of information. She would get more later on. She slid off the badgers cock and pulled the hairtie off after he had stopped twitching from the latest of his orgasms. However she wanted more, and with her own orgasm ebbing down still she slid back down onto Tomik's cock and rolled her hips some, rubbing her clit against his hot shaft,
Instantly Tomik came explosively. Jet after jet of his pent up cum shot into the wolf, draining him completely. Whatever she did to him now, he would be unable to fight it. Bump after bump his cock delivered his seed into the wolfess, he had lost track of how many times he had came just in those few minutes she was riding him. The thick white jizz exploded from his tip, painting her cervix with a torrent of cum. The majority of his pent up seed did not make its mark as it leaked out around the meat plug she rode.
That explosive release of pent up cum sent the wolf barreling into her own second orgasm. However odd it may be her own sensitivity was increased. He walls milking his cock for whatever else it may hold behind it, drawing out every drop he had to muster. After a moment, but what seemed like an eternity his cock stopped spasming in her grip and she pulled away, cum dribbling from between her lips. She did not forget her purpose of her mission. she made her way to the truck on wobbly legs.
"You're not a bad fuck. You should change your career." Said Tomik slightly high on spent pleasure.
Upon arriving at the vehicle she sat her self loosely on the bumper, eyeing the badger. "That's not possible for me." she panted, her muscles felt weak from her two combined orgasms, his cum dribbling from her netherlips, she could even feel some of it in her womb. Thank god she was on the pill, even if she wasn't in heat, she didnt want to risk a pup. After another minute of resting on the bumper of the vehicle, she picked up the third syringe, unsheathed the needle, checked for air bubbles, just as she had done with the first two. This one was filled with a bright blue liquid, seemingly as thick as the first one. In truth it was thicker but all the same this one was injected into his war-hardened left bicep. The needle shifting itsway through his fur, tucking through his skin with a sharp pinch before the plunger would be pushed down, sending the thick liquid into the muscle mass below until it was empty. Now another ten minutes must be waited, as she took the syringe back to the suitcase and put it back to where she found it, the way she found it. Her employers would be careful to check she had followed the instructions thoroughly.
Tomik was beginning to recover from his recent draining. The last shot he recieved was the most painful of all. He felt like someone had struck his arm with an iron bar. His muscles ached and his joints began to feel sore. He felt sick as the evil blue substance was circulated around his body. He felt fatigued and sore, aching like after the longest day on a campaign. He wanted to sleep but the pain kept him from even lowering his head.
"What the hell are you doing to me?"
She was not obligated to answer anything he had asked of her. But she felt compelled to do it anyways, just this once. "I am not going anything to you, if you have a complaint seek out my employeers and bitch them out." she answered in a coy voice. No one ever said her answer had to be heartfelt, she was just doing her job.
Her voice was a good deal more pleasant when she was not voicing orders or snarling, but even so, Tomik hated her for the pain she was inflicting. It was one thing to have to get information out of an enemy but she seemed to really be enjoying herself.
There was no way to intervene with this one, if she tried to straighten his back it would feel all the worse for him as the blue liquid seeped into the places it belonged. She sat herself in the storage area of the truck, making herself comfortable as she watched the badger shift and change in what looked, in uncomfortable ways.
Tomik was in agony. The ache in his bones intensified. The throbbing pain in his skull becoming a constricting torment. He had no idea what was happening, until he began to feel the bindings holding him to the chair loosen, and his position begin to alter. Whatever impossible treatment he had been given he wished nothing so much as the pain would end. The pain endured and kept on. He could literally feel his bones thin out, his pelvis shift and widen. Every shift in his skeletal structure was simultaineous, his femurs engled out mor, giving his hips more definition. His tail shifted and began to lengthen, bones shorten, spine gain more of a curve.
To pass the time, as the wolfess had become bored. Her unheeding gaze averting to her claws as she slowly but surely began to whistle a nostalgic song. Something from Tomik's past, something he thought he would never hear again in his life. Not since he had lost his unit when he was still in the military.
The excruciating agony was starting to peak, and soon, mercifully it began to decrease, and as his bones began to reach their final size, Tomik could think more clearly. He knew that tune well. It was the backbone of many ribald poems on training marches. How the wolfess was familiar was anyones guess. He looked at her restlessly pacing the room. In the shadows away from the overhead light, she seemed like a ghost. "Well I'll be damned." where once there had been black fur, it was now grey. His captor was none other than Cantoro, a woman he'd thought long dead.
"Big bad badger actually has some brain cells left, doesn't he?" she spoke up in a now nostalgic tone to her voice. It probably brought up the memory of her being show in two places; the neck and her chest. Miraculously she had survived the otherwise fatal wounds. "How easy was it to leave me bleeding in that field?" she asked in a now flat tone after she had retrieved both pieces of her clothing, slipping her black top on.
"It was easier when I thought you were dead."
"You didn't even fucking check my damn pulse." she spat
"It had stopped pissing out of you. Lead was flying everywhere, and you were a total loss. Everyone had to look after themselves that day."
"I was fucking aware of that, even as my vision filled with the sight of my own blood. Lucky enough for me I had ripped a peice of my pant leg off and held it against my neck long enough for a medic to arrive. When I came to my dog tags were gone! To bad I'm not fucking dead, huh?!"
"You are dead to all the unit stood for."
Her expression turned sour again and spat on his face. His bone structure was more canine looking than badger now, his hips had also filled out as they gained a new lay out. "Piss off." she spoke, turning to grab the last of the four injections. After this one she had to wait only five minutes before forcing Tomik to swallow the potion. "Come to think of it, you never told me what syndicate you work under." she said tapping the side of the syringe, checking for air bubbles once more. The fluid this time was clear as filtered water, but it was anything but. The needle found its way into his right forearm, making sure not to breach the vein she pushed on the plunger before extracting the empty syringe to put it with the rest.
"It won't make any difference what I tell you. Unlike you, I know what loyalty means."
"I knew what loyalty ment until it got me abandoned on the field, come back to me when you know how it feels to be left behind, with bullets screaming over head. 'Nobody left behind' is a bunch of bullshit."
"You only were injured because you could not follow orders, but you wanted the position, and it nearly got us all killed." It was not quite true, but Tomik was angry now, making out that her getting shot was somehow his fault. In the bottom of his gut he felt strange, almost like someone had slugged him directly above the belt line. It wasn't pleasant at all. The feeling made him look down to see his swollen shaft visibly shrink slowly into his crotch. There was a sickly pulling sensation as it angled downward and his balls began, sinking into his body. He could feel the shifting as they moved inside him, his testicles shifting in shape and purpose entirely, nestling up next to his womb as ovaries, but he had no idea exactly what was happening All he really knew was it hurt like hell. The first clue as to how changed he was came in the form of a cool breeze brushing at the edges of his new sex.
Not long after he had endured the painful feeling of his sex shifting, rearranging to that of a female, did his skin begin to feel as if it were on fire. He yowled in pain doubling over, the chair tipping forward, sending the new canine into the dirt below once more. The ropes were loose upon his new frame, but he was not going to put up a fight now.He rolled onto his side as the pain did nothing but increase, spreading throughout his body. Too weak and in to much pain to move. The spread of burning pain was quick, less than three minutes, before his body was covered in splotches of black, tan and white. The front of his neck, chest, and inner thighs were covered in the white fur The rest of his body was rhythmically colored to match the terrain of the african flatlands, occasional fading color from black to tan and black to white. After all his fur had shifted and lengthed, he had also discover he had gained headfur in the process
"Looks like its time for the final piece of your magnificent transformation." she had said, he had already put it together that he was changing but she was the one to put a name to it. His.. no her head hurt to much to think about it. He was clearly turning into a girl, but what species he couldn't name it yet. The wolfess pulled open the orange cooler and pulled out a small glass vial pulled with a milky white fluid and brought it over to the panting wild dog. She crouched infront of the new female Tomik and uncorked the bottle and tipped the contents into the feminized males mouth.
Tomik was a panting mess by now, dehydrated from the changes the feeling of burning skin and the construction of new fur so quickly had completely drained her. Unresisting she drank up the finishing component of the entire serum. This consumable potion was quickly absorbed into what was now - the african wild dog's system, thinning out the vocal cords to heighten the voice pitch, reworking the muscles a bit more than they already were, coiling a mass around her new womb, placing more muscles in the vaginal cavity. He felt himself shift nearer the floor as the potion began decreasing the bulk in her arms and so forth, thus gaining an even more feminine shape. Her butt became more pronounced with the additions to her glutes. Next was the compilation of fatty and mammary gland tissue, beginning to build up on her chest, ballooning forward and stretching the skin above it slowly to 32 D cup breasts. There was one last thing Tomik had to worry about though, but she was figure that out upon regaining consciousness as she slipped into a world of darkness with Cantoro grinning in a most satisfied smile.
"Looking good Tomik. Any time you want to make a few bucks, I know where you'll be appreciated."