Jill Ramsower

, and she opened tear-filled eyes, I had a moment of panic that I’d gotten the damn shampoo in her eyes.

“What is it?” I asked

“A show? Do I strike you as some kind of actor? Because I’m pretty sure you coming on my tongue and fingers was as real as it fucking gets. I told you this was more than some goddamn arrangement.”

you’re mine, and I’m yours.”