“Hey,” Zack says indignantly. “You don’t let me tell you what to do! I told you to get on your hands and knees the other day, and you told me to make violent love to myself!” My eyes fall half-shut. “I-it’s not hot when you do it.” He’s outraged. “Excuse me? Everything is hot when I do it!” “Quit talking,” Luke orders. “Make yourself useful and eat her out.”