Make Up

You decide that you can't help but feel bad for Bob. He used to be a tough guy, and in your desire for cheap sex you had reduced him to this. He doesn't deserve that - no one does.

"Wake up!"

He springs up instantly, awaiting your command.

"Bob, I want to apologize." You begin, "I got so carried away with the sex I really started doing some degrading shit to you. It's kind of your fault for making it so easy, but you're not a girl, Bob, and I'm sorry for treating you like one."

"What?" He can't believe you. Especially because you sound as though you're making an apology for stepping on his toe - like its no big deal.

"Yep." You make a point of deleting all your pictures before him(though you don't tell him about the backup on your cloud). Then you take out the key and unlock him from his chastity, throwing that shit in the trash.

"I - I don't know what to say! Thank you!" Is he crying again?

"Listen, there's no shame in fucking, and if that's what you want from time to time, I'm down. But you take my advice and man the fuck up - no girl wants a sissy weakling for her husband."

You take turns under the shower and then head home, sealing what remains of your friendship with a firm handshake.