You have to choose who... and nobody is off-limits

"So, do you have any idea who you think you might be able to get to do this with us?" You ask.

Getting Carrie on-board is probably less than half the battle. She's already your girlfriend, after all. The real challenge is finding a third party who is adventurous and perverted enough to want to do it, and open to playing with you both sexually.

Carrie shakes her head no. "This is your fantasy. You tell me what you want to happen, and I will do everything in my power to make it a reality."

"You want me to pick?!" You clarify, truly surprised. "But I'm worried I'll pick someone you'll judge me for, or someone who's just a no-go, who's not interested at all."

"Okay, well the first one isn't a problem." Carrie raises a hand as she speaks. "I promise I will never judge you for your fantasies. No. Matter. What. And as for the second one, if you really do manage to pick someone who I can't convince, we'll just have a do-over. But that won't happen... I can be very convincing."

It's true, she can. You know that better than most.

"You are convincing, I agree, but still." You reply stubbornly. "There are people who it could just never happen with. Like, for example, your mother, or your sister."

Carrie takes your hands in hers and moves her head closer to yours, so that your foreheads and noses are practically touching. She stares directly into your eyes, unblinking, to communicate the full sincerity of what she is about to say.

"I. Said. Anyone."