"Jacob why are you moving me around as if I am a little baby!! I am not that light!!" Isa pouted at the boy, while hanging in the air.
"Haha!! This is for calling me weak!" Jacob placed the girl in the middle of two piled up gigantic tyres. Isa sunk downwards instantly, leaving her hands and arms hanging downwards, outside the rim of the tyre.
"What the hell Jacob!! Ughhh!!! Ughhh!!" The more she tried to pull herself up, the more she was pulled downwards. "This is very stupid thing to do Jacob! Pull me up!!!" She stretched her arms wide, asking for help.
"So tell me! Am I strong?" Jacob folded his hands, across his chest and smirked at the girl. "I am not giving you my hand at all before you don't say, exactly what I want to hear!"
"Ohk! Fine you are strong!! You are hot, you are sexy, you are mind-blowing! You are God!! You are drool-worthy! And everything nice!!" Isa again stretched out her hand towards Jacob. "Fine?"
