Janine Interrupts

"J-John?"

John and Nuere turn to see Janine standing at the bedroom door in shock.

"Babe,"he giggled nervously. "I, um, I can explain."

Janine begins to cry. "I thought what we had was special."

"It is, it is, but..."then John remembered.

"I wish Janine was a naked duplicate of Cara Delevigne, and that she doesn't care what I do or who I fuck. I wish she loved obeying me like Dove."

The new Janine stands before him.

"Say, Janine, you don't mind this do you?"he asked.

She shook her head. "No, babe."

"Do you mind posing sexily?"

"Of course not, babe."