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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

     Twenty four hours later the last thing on earth that Bond wanted was to be married to BloJob. Betrothal to the Devil himself would have been preferable.

     Five minutes after BloJob had fellated Bond she took him in her mouth again. Bond was not surprised that he became hard again almost at once, it was always the case with him, he was a three times a night man, and three times in pretty quick succession at that, and don't rule out a fourth.
     The second time was just as impossibly wonderful as the first had been, but over much more quickly, no more than five minutes, BloJob bringing him to climax this time without all the crescendos. Not so much a symphony, more a prelude, but a very enjoyable prelude all the same. It was also however a prelude of far worse things to come.
     No sooner had BloJob finished than Goldnojaws returned to the room. He was carrying a large hypodermic syringe. “Roll up his sleeve,” he said to BloJob, all business.
     BloJob roughly pushed up the sleeve of Bond’s jacket, almost ripping it in her carelessness. Goldnojaws held up the syringe, making sure Bond got a good look at it, and said: “A little concoction prepared by Professor Gonzalez.”
     “Don't tell me; I'll grow an enormous cock," said Bond, coolly.
     “I’m glad to see you have retained your sense of humour, Mr Bond,” said Goldnojaws, as he looked for a plump vein on Bond’s inner arm. “Enjoy it while you can, for you won’t have much of a sense of humour left by the time I have finished with you.” He found a suitable vein. “This might hurt a little,” he warned, before savagely plunging the needle into Bond’s arm, thus ensuring that it did hurt, much to the dwarf's amusement.
     Bond flinched but managed not to cry out in pain, not wishing to give Goldnojaws the satisfaction of knowing he was hurt as much as he was.
     Goldnojaws pulled out the needle. “Highly concentrated Viagra. It would give a eunuch a hard on.”
     Although Goldnojaws’ claim for the efficacy of the contents of the syringe was an obvious exaggeration there was no doubt that it worked because scarcely had BloJob removed her chewing gum than Bond had achieved tumescence again.