“I want to stay home and take care of our babies, while you go bake all kinds of wonderful, mouth-watering treats. I want to learn how to cook, so I can have a hot meal waiting for you when you come home. I want to watch cheesy eighties movies while you make fun of me, and point out all the inaccuracies. I want to laugh with you, and have you make me laugh. I want to make love to you, and I want you to fuck me so I can feel owned by you.” He opened his eyes, blinking in the harsh, fluorescent light.
