I am coming over. You are leaving with me and I am going to fuck you. That's it. Get ready.
Being in my current physical state of torment, I put up no arguments. He came over. I left with him and he fucked me. Few words were said unless, mmm Joe enough stttoop, counts.
Later he walked me to my door, kissed me slowly and said, I will see you tomorrow.
Parting is such sweet sorrow.
You are so whipped.