Tongue tied, you pick sex.

When asked about this later you are sure you will insist that you were confused about how everything worked.

You quietly say, “Sex.” In an almost questioning tone, as if the option confuses you.

The words shift, another question, “Which one’s?”

“I could fuck all of them?” You ask.

Again the words change, “What order?”

“Wait. I didn’t mean… so I could fuck them all at the same time? How would that…. I’d… huh… I mean I suppose if my dick was in her and the two guys… oh no wait I’m not picking… would that even feel good?”

The words flow away and the Minotaur says, “Come on over. What’s your name?”