Jordan felt Dayton’s grip tighten a little as he found himself now fully in her hand with a joyous youthful expression spread across her face. Jordan felt a bit of trepidation as she held him with ease. He knew how much stronger Sara was than him but he figured that he would have slightly better odds against Dayton’s grip. The powerlessness he now felt told him how wrong he was.
“We are going to have so much fun. Don’t worry Sara I will keep your little pet entertained.” Dayton said.
“Wait a minute. I’m not her pet. I’m a person and..”
“You were pulled out of her purse like a happy meal toy. That doesn’t seem very person-like if you ask me.” Dayton said she continued to visually inspect Jordan who was starting to feel a bit sick as the hand Dayton gripped him in was twisted about as she looked at him.
“Sara!” Jordan shouted as felt his stomach lurch into his throat as she turned him upside down briefly before turning him back upright.
“People don’t cry for Sara every two seconds either, pet,” Dayton said as she held him closer to her face.
“Dayton! Would you stop teasing him? You are such a brat sometimes. I’m sorry Body Hottie she’s harmless I promise. She doesn’t mean anything by it. He is not my pet. You will treat him with respect and dignity.”
“Yes Sara,” Dayton said a bit dejectedly. “Sorry, Mr. Body Hottie. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.” Dayton said.
“You didn’t hurt my feelings. I just..”
“Ahem,” Sara said glaring down at Jordan as she cleared her throat.
“I mean I accept your apology. This is new for all of us I’m sure.” Jordan said begrudgingly as he looked at the giant girl.
“So why don’t you two run along? I have homework too. You’ve already eaten right Dayton?” Sara asked.
“Yeah. Mom cooked.”
“Okay, if you are going to play with Body Hottie you need to stay in the rec room where I can see you.
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