He dressed like a dude. I can take it,” she said, patting her belly. “I’m really proud of you, sweety. How about this: your mother referred you to me because she was worried you were depressed. Show her who’s boss. “You’re at a very crucial point in this process, Danny,” she grunted, slowly pulling almost all the way out and gently shoving the whole thing back in. Can I have your commitment on that?”
She was stroking the back of his hand with her thumb. One: let her take control back from you and lay back and enjoy it, because let’s face it…”
She let the implication hang. It knocked the wind out of him and he doubled over, arms crossed across his belly and falling to the ground. Get mean.
