Backwards chair maneuver like Britney Spears, or maybe Spice Girls. “Do you really not know who I am?” Solinis inquires.
The failed Soldier of Scion rubs his crotch against the corner of the obsidian table. “Wanna fuck?”
“I thought you’d never ask.” Solinis summons thirteen big fat hairy bears from the year 2017 to molest every orifice and exposed piece of flesh that Frederic has to offer. Medina can never again obtain an erection due to the trauma and sheer lurid memory of his failure to satisfy those thirteen big fat hairy bears. For the rest of his life, the boy knows he failed his own sexuality by failing to help those bears attain ejaculation.