“Right now?” she asked. The air was thick with the smell of sex, and I found it oddly pleasing. Porn Like, that’s how I think of you now. She stared at me with glazed, unfocused eyes. “What I’m trying to say is that when I call you a slut, I don’t necessarily mean it in a bad way.” I said. I couldn’t even remember. She smiled. “What I’m trying to say is that when I call you a slut, I don’t necessarily mean it in a bad way.” I said. “Yes Sir.”
I frowned.
