We ve been married for a while, but we ve long since separated our beds. I, Sydney Screams, sit comfortably in my bed wearing my house robe while reading a book when you come in to give me my water bottle and ask if I wanted to have sex tonight. Of course I don t, we don t share beds anymore for a reason. I d rather read my romance novels and use vibrators to reach orgasm instead of having sex with you! As I take a sip of my water, I comment on how sweet it tastes, unaware that you added a little something extra. My head starts to feel weird and I start to rub my head. With a flash of light, my robe is gone and I m being much nicer to you than I was just moments ago. Insisting that the headache I m experiencing is caused by dehydration, you suggest I have more water. Another sip and another flash of light, and my hair is down and I m much more complimentary and sultry. My hands run over my body as I flirt with you for the first time in years. I can t even remember why we have separate
