I say yes

I look Noelle in the eyes and say, “Yes.” Her face lights up; she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me passionately.

When she breaks off, she says, “I wish we could start this off right, but you did your job too well—I’m too fucking sore. I’m afraid you’ll have to wait a day or two to fuck your girlfriend.” I’m disappointed, but I understand. Noelle continues, “But hey, there’s a bright side—I love giving head.” She licks her lips. “Get those pants back off.”