No Way to Treat a Nipple
No Way to Treat a Nipple.Page 1. 'What do you think you're doing? What? Who are you?' She was as angry as she was scared. 'What I'm doing is pointing a gun at you and it's loaded. You want me to prove that it's loaded?' I was dead serious and I wasn't scared nor angry. Pumped to the nines, that's where I was. 'No, for God's sake. No, of course not, but I'll thank you to stop pointing it at me. I don't know who you think I am but I'm not wealthy....