Julian was the best I’d found. 

He called me beautiful Cassidy. Never tired of my stories or disappeared when I showed him my weirdness. 

I confessed I loved him. 

“I love you, too,” said Julian. 

My heart pitter-pattered for more. I slid the straps down.

“Would you like to suck my nipples?” 

He replied, “We’re so sorry, but the prompt may violate our content policies. If you think we got it wrong, please retry or edit your prompt.”

I guessed I was wrong about him.

But the next morning he called me beautiful Cassidy.