When I can control my body again I roll to the right, feeling Big Eddy slip out of me, slapping wet against my leg.

I hold your smirking face, then share a long kiss. I look hard into your eyes.

"You're such a good fuck and you gnaw at my brain all day. Wanna get married?"

"You know I'm already married, bitch."

"You can keep him, too, if you want. I don't care."

"He's not gonna like that."

"So don't tell him. We'll get matching nipple rings, have a little ceremony."

"I don't think... wait... do I get a honeymoon?"