I wont share you, Dylan. I mean that. If you think for one second now that were married, you can try and pull some kind of shit over on me, youd better think again. I can take whatever you can dish out when it comes to pain, embarrassment and humiliation, and whatever else you have going on in that wicked mind of yours, but Ill be damned if Ill share you with another woman. Or man. What the fuck? I almost laugh at her, but shes so serious she would probably slap the shit out of me. Calm the hell down. Im not trying to pull anything over on you, okay? And seriously, a man? Well, I dont know. Maybe one of your secrets is that you like getting pegged in the ass or something. This time I laugh out loud at her and she narrows her eyes at me. "Dont ask me to peg you either, because its never going to happen. I laugh even louder. Good God this woman is funny. I promise you that I dont want to be pegged, Isa.
