Me:On the plane. Mazz is sleeping on me.
Adrian:Are you vague texting on purpose? I would ask if you didn’t get enough attention as a child, but I know the answer.
Nate:Jesus, Ade. Chill.
Me:Don’t you have a flogger to clean?
Roman:While his execution could use work, Adrian does have a point. What’s up?
Me:When we get off this plane, I’m going to go with Mazz to see Kat for a while. Then, I’m going to go home.
Adrian:And…?
Nate:Ah. I see.
Adrian:Fuck you. What do you see?
Roman:Home…without your girls. Might be lonely.
Me:I want to live in their garage with them. Or…fuck, I don’t know, buy a new house for all of us. Ihate this. I HATE it. It’s too soon, but I don’t want to be apart from either of them—especially not after this weekend.
Adrian:Ah. Now I see. You had a great weekend, huh?
Me:Best of my life. Mazzy did this thing…well, I’m not going to go into details, but just know, things happened that have never happened before, and it was delightful. But it’s not just the sex. It’s her.
Roman:I get it, but you guys have time. Don’t rush it.
Adrian:Says the man who bought the house next to the woman he got pregnant.
Nate:Do as he says, not as he does.
Roman:You’re not screwed, Benny. Unless Mazzy doesn’t feel the same.
Me:She likes me. She has to, considering the thing she did…
Adrian:Now, I’m curious. Did she peg you?
Nate:Jesus, Adrian!
Roman:…well, did she?
Me:You dirty little pervs! No, she didn’t. Are you into that?
Nate:No.
Roman:Can’t say I am.
Adrian:I own a sex club. Nothing is off the table.
Me:Wow. You learn something new every day.
Roman:Anyway…you’re not screwed. Just relax and enjoy.
Nate:Glad you had such a good time. You both deserve it.
Adrian:Shame you didn’t get pegged, but there’s always tomorrow.
Me:Thanks, dudes. I feel no less screwed than I did before this conversation.
