User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-28718853-20161211014603/@comment-28718853-20161211120507

I clap my hands together and say, "Well, back when I was a salesman, I was trekking alone through some wastelands, my escorts were taken by mamono at that time. I encountered her, there was a struggle and an attempted escape, I failed, and that's pretty much how we met."

"You left out the part where you tried to fight me off with a shotgun that fired chili sauce sweetie," comes my wife's voice. I whip around and see her leaning against the doorway with a wide grin.