Nine.
“What did you think of Dustin’s c**k?” Hanelli asked her husband the next morning.
“What did I think of it?” he asked, trying to gather his thoughts and see where she was going with her question. “What do you mean exactly?” That wasn’t the best question to ask because it opened the conversation up to any direction; he had no control over where she was going.
He rarely had control over their relationship.
They both liked it better that way.
She smiled at him over the bagel she was eating. “Don’t worry. I’m not asking if you liked sucking his c**k. You can keep that a secret if you want. What I’m asking is what you thought of his piercing.”
Jim slowly put down his coffee to give him some time to think. In the end, he knew whatever he said didn’t make a great deal of difference; h
