Douces caresses d’un matin de printemps
“Oh, I see… Now you want the rope! But just last night, you wanted nothing to do with the rope, when I wanted you to want the rope in our motel room!
But now, just because you’re in over your head in the lake and getting very tired, you want me to give you the fucking rope!
Well, I guess that I’m just not in the mood right now… I’ve got a headache, and I just want to lie down and read my romance novel for a few hours… If you’re still on the surface when I come back, I’ll give you the fucking rope!”
Disclaimer: The preceding dialogue is not based upon a true story, and has nothing to do with my fucking personal life! Any resemblance to actual individuals in real life, both real and imagined, is purely co-incidental.
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