“I’d actually like you to remember this moment. I want you to see yourself in the papers tomorrow and know your pussy was at my mercy under this table while you posed for a picture like the pretty girl you are. I want you to remember you’re mine, and no one else’s. But if you’d rather keep us a secret for a while, I understand. This would plaster your face all over the country, and if you’re not comfortable with that, I’ll tell him to fuck off. So tell me what you want, angel.”
