“Halla. I need you to do something for me.” “Yes?” “For the next ten minutes, the only words I want you to say are ‘Yes,’ ‘No,’ ‘Harder,’ ‘More,’ and ‘There.’ And if you don’t like what I’m doing, ‘Stop.’ Can you please do that for me?” “Sure. I mean, yes.” “Thank you.” The conversation after that involved fewer words, and, eventually, more gasping. Halla eventually began crying out Sarkis’s name, too, but he didn’t mind at all.
That shouldn’t have been so 🥵🔥
