"That's better, honey," crooned Brenda as he drained the last drop. "See what happens when you cooperate and do as you are told? And that's not all I've managed to get for you. You're such a lucky little girl."
Wally who had been enjoying the sudden relief from his mind-numbing thirst, was astonished to hear Brenda refer to him as a girl. "What do you mean, 'girl'?"
"Never you mind, lover. I've been told to call you 'girl' and damned if I'm not going to do exactly as I've been told! I suggest you do the same. Unless you want me to take away some of these little treats I just brought in. Do you want me to do that, Ms. Radcliffe?"
Although he hadn't even seen what Brenda had brought into the cell, Wally just couldn't dredge up the outrage to protest this latest assault on his manhood."No, no, it's all right. I know you'fe just doing what they tell you to do. Hell, the way I'm dressed, what difference does it make?"