She tells me all day that we're going to have great sex tonight, and I'm getting understandably excited.
So bed time rolls around.
"I just don't feel like it tonight, baby," she says. "I'm really sorry."
I tell her I'm cool with it.
"So you do what you have to do so that you'll be ready for me tomorrow or the day after."
"Even the cage?"
"Just do what you have to do."
Now this is an interesting development . . . It's not a request, or even a suggestion, that I wear the cage, but the cage is definitely not off the table.
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