“Obviously I adore the way you use, punish, peg and demean me. I could wallow in it all indefinitely. But ultimately I belong to your worst enemy, spiritually since the playpen and officially since being branded at my ‘bachelor bashing’.
“I know it’s enormously unlikely. By my idea of paradise would be for all us to finally get along, even live together here in mutual love with each other forever, where you could each ‘share’ my services equally to our communal hearts’ delight.”
“That’s enough!”
Any more honesty/insanity might ruin the mood – or bring the disparate halves of her to open warfare. Julia shoved the black plastic ball into that lipstick-smeared mouth, before she did something truly crazy herself, like kiss him again the way she had on Friday. Why hadn’t she added gags to he
