“And just think,” Gary said, far more loudly than what was actually necessary, “after we’re done, we’ll leave this place far behind and you will find yourself a man of the desert. Dark skin and dark hair. Big dick and awesome nipples. His name will be Matta and he will take you into his desert dwelling before he goes into your desert dwelling.”
Ryan’s hands tightened on his book.
“Matta, huh?” I said. “Can his first name be Wassa?”
Gary stared at me blankly.
“Because then his full name would be Wassa Matta.”