You see, Sandra and I have become special friends.
Very special.
And— well— our relationship has taken a rather unusual turn. A kind of kinky turn.
Now, don't feel threatened. You know I love you.
But, you see, as I got to know Sandra, she began to have this affect on me.
You might say it was a control thing.
She started to get kind of bossy. You know, like, instead of asking me if I'd get her a drink, she would tell me to do it; like she was ordering me around.
But, the strange thing was, I wasn't offended by her demands at all. I actually liked it.
In fact, I noticed that her talking to me that way actually made me hot.
It was really weird, and the longer it went on, the more turned on I got.
Soon, I was hoping she'd say even more offensive things.