Oh my god, he knows how to make me cringe. I can feel the color rise in my cheeks as the words tumble from his mouth. “From time to time I get it out, just when I’m really frustrated. It’s not like I’m into it or anything.....” I reply, trying to brush off his question, trying to suggest that I’m not some kind of wannabe dominatrix or something equally as abhorrent.
“Oh no? Well, I loaded into my laptop and watched for a while at yours this morning and forgot to take it out before we left for college.” He smiles at me lovingly, delighted with making me feel uncomfortable, happy to be dictating the terms again. He takes my hand and pulls me toward the direction of his bedroom. “Come here, baby, I want to show you the bits I liked the best.”
“Chris, I feel so awkward about this.....” I smi
