Are you any kind of a betting man?”Mike asked back “What kind of betting man do you mean?’Artie said “Y’know, the usual stupid bar bets; any...here from ten bucks up to fifty, depending on the bet.”Mike smiled. “I’ve been known to place a wager or two over the bar. What do you have in mind?”Artie replied “Okay. For fifty, I bet you that I can bite my right eye.”Mike thought this was impossible, but it would be worth fifty just to see him do it. “Ok, Artie, you’re on for fifty.”Artie grinned,. Itput on its cotton night gown and started its way towards the kitchen. Thanks toGod that Master Grossmann didn't order it to crawl or something. its assholewas already twitching and its crisscrossed back was so sensitive to the softtouch of the cotton gown. it opened the door, took a good look to the longcorridor outside trying to make sure nobody was awake and headed towards thekitchen. In the kitchen it moved fast getting what its Master ordered and in notime it has the sharp knife, the. More

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