“If you want to touch my balls so bad, you just need to ask.” “You’re a lunatic,” she shot out. “The lunatic you were just begging for a favor,” I reminded her. “Listen. We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Easy way, you get on, I take you home in one piece.” “And the hard way?” “Hard way, I tie your hands around my waist and make you sit there. You cry and beg and complain the whole way home, and then I leave you hog-tied in your front yard for your daddy to find. Better hope he’s planning on coming home soon.” “Very funny,” she said. I shrugged. “I’m not known for my humor. I’m
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