So, in order to have sex with you, I have to tell my girlfriends?
When did you start imposing conditions for having sex with you?
FINE FINE!!!
They can observe us having sex instead!
Hmmmm, and I thought you'd mention something about them joining us instead.... your imagination is not what I thought it would be....
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
