They laid there together, their pale bodies reflecting the translecent moon light. All was calm and peaceful. The sheets only partially covered them. Afterall, last night was magically wild. He decided to break the silence; to say something that would make her laugh and love him more. He opened his lips to ask “So does bich wanna make me a sandwich!??”. She shot him 27 times in the torso.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/jas3zo/so_does_bitch_wanna_make_me_a_sandwich
*He had it coming. He had it coming. He only had himself to blame.*
” He decided to break the silence; to say something that would make her laugh and love him more ” and “She shot him 27 times in the torso.” lol that through me off lol