“Ventura,” he says in making the access ramp. “I suppose you’re right, babe. I’m just being rather surprised they let us leave them alone again.”
Drissa scoffs, “Deanne has proven her skills. I’m not worried about them.”
“I’ll join you on that, baby.”
He drives on in silence for half a minute.
“Don’t think I’m being selfish, but I’m betting with all that’s going on today, you’re not horny.” He feels it was a mistake to even think this.
“God, sir, you would so lose that bet,” she wails. “Stress makes me horny and all I want to do when we get home is to f**k like little gerbils!”
“Gerbils?”
“Yeah, they f**k so fast that you can’t see their hips, just a blur is all.”
“Look, I can’t f**k you that fast, but definitely put me down for some regular f*****g when we get home, little lady.”
