Self-Doubt
ME: I'm not sure if I'm really kinky.
HE: You are kinky. Trust me. This is like that time when you thought you would give up sex.
ME: That's right! And four days later, we had sex!
HE: For five hours.
ME: I'm not sure if I'm really kinky.
HE: You are kinky. Trust me. This is like that time when you thought you would give up sex.
ME: That's right! And four days later, we had sex!
HE: For five hours.
ME: OMG! I need to take pictures of my Very First Snowless New England Christmas!
HE: Weird. Really?
ME: Yeap. Apparently there's snow in Texas, too.
HE: End times.
HE: You walked in and dropped your panties within 60 seconds of entering my apartment.
ME: Damn. Really? I usually take at least 5 minutes to comment on the decor first.
HE: No, seriously, you were slipping them off AS you commented on the decor.
ME: Interesting. You have a book on polyamory.
HE: What is interesting is that all the advice for polyamory is equally applicable for monogamy.
ME: Yes, it's easy: Don't be a jackass.
HE: Maybe you could write the abridged version.
ME: How drunk was I last night?
SAM: You were chatty drunk! You talked about the artificiality of kink and the privileges that certain demographics of doms have that tend them towards it.
ME: I remember that!
SAM: You also yelled at a car. Amber is on her SOCIAL SOAPBOX. Stupid car better STEP.
ME: That ... I don't recall.