“What would it be called? Let me guess … The Wolf of Porn Street?” His deep chuckle echoes around the shower stall. “Too obvious, right? How about The Big Bad Wolf Gets Pegged by Little Red Riding Hood? No, that’s too long. How about Little Red Pegging Hood—ah!” I squeal as he spins me around, his foot sliding between mine to force my stance wider. “Tell me, where did you learn about pegging?”
