Dave In Control

Swiftly the stone was plucked from my feminine fingers and I turned to see Dave looking at it intensely. "What is this babe? Some kind of good luck charm." Now his voice sounds slimy and arrogant, attributes I hadn't noticed at all before. "You already got lucky, or do you want a repeat performance?" "Give it back!" I said, trying to sound forceful, but coming off whiney. "Or what?" Dave lifted the stone well out of my reach, and he was way to strong for me to try and tackle, even if I'd been myself I might have had a tough fight on my hands, so I pleaded with him. "Dave please give me the stone." I needed to bargain, needed to offer something in return, "I'll sleep with you again if you give me the stone back." Dave smiled triumphantly, but made no sign of returning the stone to me. "Babe, really I'd love to. But I'm afraid that Dave's Mad Meat has got to recharge first. What can I say." And then he said it. "I wish I was fucking you right now, and I wish you were fucking me too babe."