"What do you think?"
"I think you want me to... suck your dick."
"As a start."
"As a start?" she echoed worriedly.
"Let's call it an act of good faith on your part."
"Oliver, I can't. That would be going too far, and once—"
"Rita gave me head, and she doesn't even love me."
"No, that's not fair. You know that—"
"Ellie, you either suck my c**k, right now, or you can go back to your f*****g fiancé and pick the band for your sad wedding."
"I can't believe you're making me do this!"
"I'm not making you do anything. You claim you love me. All I want is some sort of guarantee, to know that I'm not wasting my time on you."
"f**k!" she sighed. "Oliver, listen to me: I will—"
"Suck me off. Now."
"You're unbelievable!"
"Are we gonna do this or not?"
She shook her head at his package,
