I"m dating this girl who struggled like she was fighting for her life when we had sex. I'm all bruised and scratched up after sex with her.
One day, after sex, we're heading to the elevator to get somethng to eat. The elevator door opens, looks empty. She's whining "you hurt me." I say "*I* hurt *you*?!?! Shit, Monie, if you didn't *struggle* so much..." Just then we jump into the elevator and there's a woman in there, door closes, she turns to face the wall and chuckles all the way down.
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