A Squirrel In The System
"You really know how to woo a girl," Iona complained from my arms, with her own wrapped around my neck.
"I am carrying you woman, and I thought this was cute? Would you prefer I carry you on my shoulder?"
"I want down!" Iona halfheartedly complained.
I wasn't playing this game, I had already tried to put her down twice now, and I got accused of abandoning her both times. I was considering just going into an alley and tossing her in the bin to wait for the next model to come in, but I would never hear the end of it. Maybe I could just give her the dick and she would go back to the Hall of Gods?