"I had this girl, Wang Ling-- something. I forget now. She was really funny though. And she loved my dick. She used to always ask to suck my cock. Though sometimes she liked using her teeth, kinda freaked me out." He was always a bit afraid she'd bite his dick off. Seemed like a valid fear. He undid the button of his jeans and then dropped them, kicking them aside.

And there he was, in the torture room, his cattle prod forgotten and his objectives fallen to the wayside as he stood there in his very expensive boxers that actually had his name on the waistband of all things. Proudly there, in red, in all caps: WEN CHAO