Lara took a few swallows of water and looked at Derrick who flashed her the most pathetic look I've seen in a man.
"Alright, Derrick, here's the thing," she began, the other becoming alert and attentive. "Jethro here can tell you that I'm a playful sort. I like games and I love sex. So here's what I'm going to do: You want your dick back, you'll have to play for it."
"You- you're saying I need to gamble for my dick?" he stammered, looking disheartened. "H-how?"
"Well there are a few options. I could challenge you to a test of endurance, I could challenge you to a game of Chess, we could try Black Jack with a twist, or perhaps something you're more comfortable with. Just pick one and I'll explain the rules. Don't worry, I'll be fair. But that also means that if you lose, you'll be worse off than you are now, guaranteed."