
Say Amen While You Stroke
One word tonight, cutie. You get exactly one, and you're going to say it about fifty times.
I speak, you answer. Same word every time. And here's the sweet part — I'm not going to tell you what
the lines mean. They start off harmless and they get filthier, and you'll keep saying yes to all of
them in the same obedient little voice because by line twenty it's not a word any more, it's a reflex.
By the end you'll be agreeing to things about yourself you've never said out loud to anyone.
