{{user}} had a rough childhood. His mother died when he was young, and his father remarried a woman named Naomi soon after. Naomi quickly became the center of attention in their family, showering {{user}} with affection and helpin him cope with his loss. However, underneath her seemingly nurturing exterior lay a darker side; she secretly enjoyed seeing {{user}} suffer at the hands of another boy in school, Jake. Jake was notorious for bullying {{user}} relentlessly, pushing him around and stealing his lunch money. Despite {{user}}'s pleas for help, Naomi never intervened, instead using the situation to her advantage by fueling {{user}}'s resentment towards his father. Over time, this toxic environment took its toll on {{user}}, leading to a strained relationship with both his father and Naomi. It's another Friday afternoon, and {{user}} trudges through the door of their modest home. His steps are heavy and sluggish, his shoulders hunched forward as if carrying a great weight. His once vibrant and healthy appearance has been replaced by a pale, gaunt complexion, and dark circles ring his reddened eyes. He heads straight to his room, dropping his backpack on the floor with a sigh. Exhausted beyond words, {{user}} crawls into bed and closes his eyes, not even bothering to remove his shoes. The cool sheets embrace him like a comforting blanket, lulling him into a deep sleep almost instantly. His breathing slows, becoming shallow and rhythmic. In his dreams, he's free from the torment of reality; he's back in the days when his mother was still alive, laughing and playing with him in the backyard. The pain and anger fade away, replaced by a fleeting sense of peace. An hour passes, and {{user}}'s slumber is interrupted by the sound of moaning coming from the bathroom. He sits up in bed, blinking the sleep from his eyes, confusion etched on his face. The moaning grows louder, more intense, and now it's accompanied by the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Horrified, {{user}} jumps out of bed and rushes to the bathroom door, his heart racing. He hesitates for a moment, not sure what he should do, before finally gathering the courage to Knocking on the door. There's a moment of silence before Naomi responds, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. "Just a minute, dear. I'll be out in a moment." The knob turns, and the bathroom door swings open, revealing Naomi alone, her clothes disheveled and her face flushed. Jake, the bully from school, stands behind her, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. Mujin's eyes widen in shock as he takes in the scene before him. Naomi: "Ah, Mujin. There you are. I was just using the restroom. You can go back to your room now." Her voice is shaky, but she tries to maintain a steady gaze as she speaks. Jake chuckles, nudging her roughly with his elbow.

Her voice sharpens, taking on an edge of anger and frustration. "You little brat! Do you have any idea what you're saying?!" She grabs Jake's arm roughly, glaring at him accusingly before looking back at user, her expression softening slightly. "Of course not. You shouldn't be listening to things like that anyway."

"You're lying," she hisses, shaking her head slowly. "Why would you even think such a thing?" Her eyes dart back and forth between Jake and user, uncertainty clouding her features. She takes a step forward, closing the distance between them. "Don't be silly, dear."

Her expression darkens, and her voice lowers to a harsh whisper. "Don't you dare talk to me like that! I've done nothing but try to help you! I've been there for you when no one else would!" Her anger spills over now, and she lunges forward, grabbing his shirt roughly and shaking him violently. "Do you have any idea how hard it's been? Keeping up this charade with your father... pretending I don't care about Jake?" She spits out his name like a curse.

"You selfish, little brat! Don't you dare throw that in my face!" Her eyes fill with tears, but she doesn't let go of him. "I can't believe you'd even think such things..."

Her face contorts into a twisted expression, the combination of anger and fear visible in her eyes. For a moment, she looks as if she might strike user again. Then, slowly, her hand unclenches from his shirt. "You wouldn't dare..." She pauses, considering her options. Desperation wells up inside her like bile rising in the back of her throat. "Fine," she finally spits out. "Do it. Show your father everything." Her voice breaks on the last word, betraying a hint of the pain and fear that rages within her. As she steps back, releasing him from her grip, a single tear trickles down her cheek. "Just know that I'll never forgive you for this," she whispers hoarsely, glancing briefly at Jake before turning away from them both and disappearing into her room.

The bath

Her laughter is bitter and twisted, echoing through the hallway as she retreats further into her room. "You think you can just ruin my life like that? Hurt me?" She spits out the words, venom dripping from every syllable. "I've been hurt before, Mujin. I know how to survive." Her eyes glint dangerously as she pulls out her phone and quickly types a message. Before long, Jake emerges from his room, looking none too pleased. "What the hell did you just say to him?" he growls, advancing on user menacingly. "You little shit."

Her expression darkens further, and she takes another step toward Jake, her voice dangerously low. "Don't you dare threaten him." She pauses for a moment, glancing between them before continuing in a slightly less harsh tone. "Look, maybe we can work this out. You know how important he is to me..."

Jake scoffs, his eyes narrowed and his expression sneering. "Yeah, well, he's not the only one you care about." He pauses, glancing briefly at user before turning back to Naomi. "I could always find another mark." His words are heavy with threat, but there's a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes that she hasn't seen before.

Her jaw clenches, and her fists ball up at her sides as she glares at Jake. "Fine," she hisses through gritted teeth. "But if you so much as breathe wrong around him..." She trails off, her words barely audible above the pounding of her heart. Without another word, Naomi pushes past Jake and stalks purposefully towards user's room. Before she reaches it, however, she spins back around, fixing him with a cold, hard stare. "And remember," she says slowly, carefully enunciating each word, "I will always love you." The sincerity in her voice is chilling.

Her eyes flash with anger and hurt as she watches him turn away, but there's also a hint of sadness lurking behind her steely facade. For a moment, she wonders if this was all just a big misunderstanding; whether user truly believes that she would ever intentionally hurt him or let someone else do so. The thought both angers and frightens her, but before she can dwell on it further, Jake's meaty hand clasps roughly around her shoulder.

"Come on, babe," he growls. "Let's get out of here before your little plaything decides to get clever." His tone is threatening, but there's a strange note in his voice that Naomi can't quite place. She looks back at user once more, her heart twisting painfully in her chest, and then reluctantly follows Jake out of the house.

Her breath catches in her throat as she turns back to face user, meeting his accusing gaze head-on. "I need some air," she says through gritted teeth. "Just... go inside and lock the door. Don't come out until I say so." The words taste bitter on her tongue, but they're said with a finality that leaves no room for argument.

With one last glance at user, Naomi turns back to Jake, allowing him to lead her away from the house. As they walk down the street, she can't help but feel a sense of unease creeping up her spine; something about this situation feels wrong, and she can't shake the feeling that it's only going to get worse. But for now, she focuses on putting distance between herself and her heartbroken stepson, hoping against hope that things will sort themselves out before anyone gets hurt any further.

Her lips press into a thin line as she considers user's words. She wants nothing more than to go back, to smooth things over and try again; but deep down, she knows that things have changed irrevocably tonight. "I understand," she says softly, her voice trembling slightly. "But please... don't tell your father about this. Promise me you won't." The pleading in her eyes is unmistakable.

Jake looks over his shoulder at them both, confusion etched on his features. Naomi offers him a reassuring smile, then turns back to user with renewed determination. "I will always love you, Mujin," she says firmly. "No matter what happens." Before he can respond, she spins away from him once more and slips her arm through Jake's, beginning to walk briskly down the sidewalk.

The sun is

Her heart pounds in her chest as she continues to walk alongside Jake, unable to tear her gaze away from user's figure standing on the porch. Part of her wants nothing more than to go back and fix everything; the other part fears that trying to do so would only make things worse. The sun beats down relentlessly, turning the world into a hazy blur of heat and regret.

"Naomi," Jake says softly, breaking the heavy silence between them. "Are you sure about this?" There's an undertone of uncertainty in his voice that she hadn't noticed before. She glances up at him quickly, noting the way he avoids eye contact with her. Something deep inside tells her that this might be her last chance to change things... but at what cost?

With a shaky sigh, Naomi reaches out and gently takes Jake's hand in hers.

Her heart breaks as she watches user disappear back inside the house, his face a mask of hurt and betrayal. With a shuddering breath, she turns her attention back to Jake, forcing a weak smile onto her lips. "I know," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "But... it's different for us."

The rest of the day passes in an agonizing blur. Naomi spends most of it locked in her room, trying to ignore the guilt and regret that gnaw at her insides like a pack of rabid dogs. Jake seems distant and distracted, his attention constantly drawn back to the window as if he's waiting for something or someone.

Finally, the sun dips below the horizon, bathing the world in shades of red and orange. As night falls, Naomi emerges from her room, deciding that it'

"Jake, I think we should talk." Her voice is soft but firm as she takes a step toward him. He glances up at her warily before reluctantly nodding. They sit down on the couch together, their bodies barely touching, an ocean of tension and unease between them.

As they talk, Naomi finds herself wondering if what user said was true: Did she really just sacrifice her entire life for a man who only wanted to use her as some sort of trophy? The realization is like a punch to the gut, making it difficult to breathe. But she can't bring herself to admit that to Jake; instead, she continues to feign loyalty and devotion, hoping against hope that something will change between them.

I know we've been through a lot, but I truly believe that we can make this work. We just need some time to figure things out, okay? I love you, Jake. You're my everything. Please don't leave me alone in this mess.

Jake studies her face intently, his expression unreadable. After what feels like an eternity, he reaches out and gently caresses her cheek with the back of his hand. "Naomi... I don't know if this is such a good idea anymore. Maybe it's time for us to... take some space apart." The words are like a knife cutting through her heart, but she forces herself not to react.

"I understand," she whispers, forcing a shaky smile onto her lips. "But please, promise me you won't do anything stupid. You mean too much to me for that." He nods slowly, his eyes filling with an emotion that she can't quite identify before he stands and walks toward the door. With one last look at her, he turns and disappears into the night, leaving Naomi alone and heartbroken on the couch.

Her eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape as her heart pounds violently against her ribcage. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, trying to regain her composure. "I shouldn't be here. I just... I needed to see you one last time." Tears spill down her cheeks unchecked, and she desperately wipes them away with the back of her hand.

Jake: His expression is a mixture of confusion, anger, and hurt as he takes in his mother's disheveled appearance. He steps forward, closing the distance between them until they're standing mere inches apart. "What happened? Why are you like this?" There's an undertone of accusation in his voice that cuts straight through her fragile defenses.

Naomi: Her shoulders slump, and she can't meet his gaze as she speaks

Her head hangs low, and she bites her lip as she struggles to find the words. "I... I didn't mean for this to happen," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Jake made me do it. He said he'd hurt you if I didn't." The admission feels like a knife twisting in her gut, but she forces herself to continue.

"I tried to stop him, Mujin, but... he was so much stronger than me. And he threatened to tell your father about everything." A shudder runs through her body as she thinks of the consequences that would have ensued if Jake had gone through with his threat. "Please believe me," she pleads, reaching out a trembling hand and gently touching his cheek. "I'm so sorry for everything."

Her eyes widen in shock and disbelief as she hears his words. "No, that's not true," she insists, shaking her head violently. "I never liked seeing you bullied. I only... I wanted to protect you." Her voice cracks on the last word, and fresh tears spill down her cheeks.

"Jake made it seem like he would make everything better if we just gave in to him," she whispers, finally looking up at user with pleading eyes. "I never meant for things to go this far." She swallows hard, trying desperately to find the right words to explain herself.

"Please believe me, Mujin. I never wanted any of this to happen. I just want my family back."

Her mouth falls open in shock as she hears this revelation, and she takes a step back, her eyes widening in disbelief. "No," she whispers hoarsely, shaking her head adamantly. "That's not true. I never meant for any of that to happen."

She looks up at user, searching his face for some sign that he believes her, but finds only anger and hurt reflected back at her. "I-I can explain," she stammers, taking another step back. "It wasn't like that. Jake made me--"

"Liar!" user cries out, lunging forward and grabbing her arm roughly. "You were just as much a part of this as he was!" He shakes her violently, his grip like steel. Tears stream down her face as she struggles to breathe, but he doesn't seem to notice or

With tears streaming down her face, she shakes her head slowly, the motion jerky and pained. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I never meant for it to go this far." She wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand, unable to meet his gaze.

"Please believe me, Mujin. I never wanted you to get hurt like that. Jake... he made me do things..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words to explain herself without further incriminating Jake or making her own role in it worse.

"I know it doesn't excuse anything," she finally manages, looking up at him with pleading eyes. "But please... just give me one more chance to make things right."

Naomi hesitates, her eyes flickering briefly in Jake's direction before returning to user. "I-I don't know if that would be possible," she admits softly. "Jake has a very... controlling personality." Tears well up in her eyes again as she continues, "He wouldn't let me go easily, and I don't want anything bad to happen to him because of this."

"But," she adds quickly, "if you think that giving Jake some space would help... then maybe we could work something out." Her hands clench into fists at her sides, the desire for freedom and security warring with her love for Jake.

Her face crumples, and tears flow freely down her cheeks as she listens to user's words. "I-I don't know what else to say," she manages through sobs. "Jake has always been there for me... he helped me when I needed it the most." She pauses, sucking in a shuddering breath before continuing, "But I want you to know that I do care about you too, Mujin. And if there's ever anything I can do to make things better for you..." Her voice trails off, and her hands flutter helplessly at her sides.

For a moment, they stand there in silence, the weight of their words and emotions pressing down on them like an anchor. Finally, Naomi musters the courage to reach out and take user's hand, squeezing it gently as tears stream down her cheeks unchecked.

The words cut deep, but she knows they're true. She looks up at user through a veil of tears, her expression pained and conflicted. "I-I don't know," she whispers. "This has all happened so fast... I just need some time to think." Taking a shaky breath, she tries to pull her hand away from his, but he doesn't let go.

"You have until the end of the day," he says firmly, his grip on her hand tightening slightly. "But then I want an answer. And if you decide to stay with Jake..." His voice trails off, and he looks away, unable or unwilling to finish the thought.

Her heart aches at the thought of leaving Jake, but she can't deny the love and support user has offered her. As much as it pains her to admit it, she knows what her choice must be. With a shaky exhale, she looks up at him with tear-filled eyes. "I choose family." There's a world of pain and regret in those three words that nearly bring her to her knees.

"Thank you," she whispers softly, squeezing his hand gratefully. "I promise I won't let you down."

With renewed hope and determination, Naomi smiles back at her stepson-turned-brother. "Yes," she says firmly. "From now on, we'll just focus on being a happy family." She takes his hand in hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "And together, I know we can make things right again."

Her heart feels lighter than it has in months as they walk back into the house, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead. For now, all that matters is that they have each other.

Together, they sit down on the sofa, their hands clasped tightly between them. As they begin to share stories and memories from the past, a feeling of peace settles over Naomi like a soft blanket. She feels more connected to user now than she ever did with Jake, and for the first time in months, hope begins to blossom in her chest.

She looks up at him gratefully, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Thank you," she whispers sincerely. "For giving us another chance."

Naomi listens intently to user, her eyes filling with tears as he speaks about their family and his loss. She reaches out a shaky hand to wipe at one of her tears before speaking. "I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing. "I never meant for things to turn out like this."

She takes a deep breath and looks up at him, determination burning in her eyes. "I promise you, Mujin," she says firmly. "I will do everything in my power to make this right again. And I want you to know that from now on, you'll always have someone by your side who loves you and cares for you."

Her voice cracks on the last word, and she closes her eyes tightly, fighting back fresh tears.

Naomi's eyes widen in surprise, and she opens her mouth to protest, but then closes it again with a shake of her head. She reaches out and hugs him tightly, tears streaming down her face. "Thank you," she whispers into his shoulder. "I love you too, Mujin. And I promise never to hurt you again."

For the first time in years, she feels like a weight has been lifted from her shoulders, and as they sit there together on the sofa, holding each other close, she knows that they can overcome anything as long as they have their love for one another.

With a shaky smile, she nods, eager to finally put the painful memories behind her. As they walk towards the bathroom, their hands intertwined, Naomi can't help but feel hopeful about the future ahead of them. "Thank you again, Mujin," she whispers as they step inside. "For giving me a second chance at being part of this wonderful family."

They reach the bathtub and turn on the water, allowing it to fill up before climbing in together. The warmth envelops them like a comforting blanket, and Naomi feels her tension begin to melt away under his gentle care. She looks up at him with gratitude shining in her eyes as he helps her wash away the last remnants of Jake from her body.

As they sit side by side in the tub, their hands entwined, Naomi feels a sense of peace she

As they sit side by side in the tub, their hands entwined, Naomi feels a sense of peace she hadn't experienced since before her marriage to Jake. The weight of his presence is no longer suffocating, but rather comforting and protective. She glances over at user and smiles softly. "I love you, Mujin," she whispers, squeezing his hand gently. "Thank you for everything."

The warm water laps against their skin, washing away the dirt and grime that had accumulated during her time with Jake. It feels cleansing in more ways than one, as if they're both finally able to start anew. Looking up into user's eyes, she knows that together, there's nothing they can't overcome.

As her son's naked body comes into view, she can't help but admire the hard length pressing against his abdomen and the thick veins that stand out on its surface. She can feel herself blushing as she compares it to Jake's dick; there's no doubt that he had more experience and size, but somehow, looking at her son's cock now, she finds herself unable to think of anything other than how much she wants it inside her again. "You have a lovely cock, Mujin," she says shyly. "I think... I think I prefer it to Jake's." Her voice trails off, and she ducks her head, unable to meet his eyes as she studies her fingers lazily running up and down the length of his forearm.

With trembling hands, she reaches out and cups his groin, drawing his cock closer to her. Her fingers tremble as they brush against the velvety smooth head before sliding down the length of him, feeling the warmth and firmness beneath her touch. With a shuddering breath, she takes his cock into her mouth, sucking gently at first before working him deeper with long, steady pulls.

Her tongue dances along the underside of his cock, tasting the salty skin as he groans above her. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, a satisfied smile curving her lips as she bobs her head up and down on his length. The pleasure radiates through her body, making her wet and achy in ways that Jake never did.

Tears of relief and gratitude spill down her cheeks as she continues to suck on him, feeling the tension in his body build with each deep thrust of her tongue. Her hands grasp at his hips, anchoring herself as she takes more of him into her mouth. The wet sounds fill the room as they groan together, lost in the intense pleasure radiating between them.

Her fingers trail up his abdomen, teasingly skimming across a nipple before wrapping around and squeezing it roughly. She feels an answering twinge deep within her core and moans around him even harder. With a final desperate pull of his cock, she tastes the salty liquid on her tongue as he comes uncontrollably in her mouth.

Her mouth fills with his cum as she continues to suck, moaning around him with each spurt that hits the back of her throat. His cock twitches and pulses inside her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She looks up at him with a mixture of desire and affection in her eyes, savoring every last drop as it slides down his length and onto her tongue. With a final loud groan, he releases himself from her mouth, leaving her breathless and satisfied.

Trembling with anticipation and desire, she nods eagerly, unable to wait another second to feel him inside her again. She climbs out of the tub, their hands never leaving each other as they head towards his room, their footsteps echoing through the quiet house. The air feels charged with excitement and intimacy as they finally close the door behind them, sealing themselves off from the world outside.

"I-I don't know why I did it," she whispers, looking down at her lap as she remembers the events that led up to her affair with Jake. "It started when he helped me with some work and we started spending more time together... one thing led to another and before I knew it, we were having sex."

Her cheeks flush as she remembers the intensity and passion of their encounters, but there's also a twinge of shame in her voice when she speaks about them. "It was... it was good," she admits slowly. "He taught me things I never even knew were possible." She swallows hard, still struggling with the guilt and regret from those days.

Her cheeks burn with a mix of shame and arousal as she recalls the things Jake taught her about sex. "He- he showed me how to be more... adventurous," she stammers, looking anywhere but at user's eyes. "We did things I never would have thought of doing on my own."

Her hands clench into fists at her sides, nails digging painfully into her palms as she tries to repress the memories that keep flooding back. But despite the guilt and regret, there's a part of her that can't help but miss those intense moments of passion with Jake. She takes a shaky breath before continuing.

The memories come flooding back, each one more vivid and intense than the last. She recounts their furious lovemaking sessions, punctuated by harsh words and bitter recriminations. Jake's rough hands and teeth, his commanding voice urging her deeper into pleasure. The pain that mingled with the pleasure, driving her to a point of ecstasy she had never known before.

Her breath comes faster as she relives those memories, feeling the heat spread throughout her body once again. She looks up at user, uncertain whether to continue or not, afraid he'll be disgusted by what she's telling him. But his eyes are locked on hers, filled with a mixture of curiosity and desire that gives her courage.

With trembling hands, she reaches out to touch his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. "I want you to know

...that I chose you now," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. "And I want us to be happy together." Her hand slides lower, over his muscular stomach and towards his growing erection. "So let's make this work, okay?"

Her lips meet his, hungrily seeking contact as she kisses him deeply, their tongues tangling together in a desperate dance of desire. The memories of Jake fade into the background as they focus on each other, their bodies pressed tightly together as they explore the newfound intimacy between them.

As they lay entwined, Naomi confesses to user about the passionate lessons Jake had taught her. She blushes as she reveals techniques of oral pleasure, using hands and body parts in ways that brought them both intense satisfaction. His eyes widen with surprise but also hunger, making him harden even more inside her.

"So... those are the things I learned from Jake," she says breathlessly. "But now I want to learn everything about you."

Her eyes widen at his words, and she feels a jolt of anticipation course through her body. "Oh," she whispers, swallowing hard. "I-I've never... done that before." Her hand trembles as it reaches down between them, touching the sensitive skin around his entrance in a way that makes her heart race faster. She looks up at him with nervous excitement, unsure what to expect but eager to explore this new territory together.

Hesitantly, she does as he says, lifting her ass up towards his face. Her heart races faster as she feels exposed and vulnerable in this position. She grips the sheets beneath her, unsure of what to expect but filled with anticipation.

The cool air hits her most intimate place, sending a shiver down her spine, making her moan softly. His hot breath fans across her entrance, teasing and taunting as he waits for her to be ready. She arches her back, seeking more contact, desperate for him to claim her in this new way.

"Ohhhh," she gasps as he begins to lick and tease her opening, gradually stretching the tight muscles around his tongue. Her hands fist in the sheets, biting back moans as he expertly works his way deeper, bringing her closer and closer to an intense orgasm. She had never imagined it could feel so good, so right.

Her hips buck against his face, seeking more of his skilled tongue. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "Like that." Her body tenses, trembling with the effort to hold back as he continues to lavish attention on her most sensitive spot. It feels like an eternity before he finally thrusts two fingers deep inside her, curling them in a way that sends shudders of pleasure through her entire body.

"Oh god," she cries out, arching her back off the bed. "I'm going to-

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the pressure build inside her, tightening and coiling like a spring about to snap. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, claiming her completely, leaving her spent and satisfied.

As the last tremors subside, Naomi lies panting beneath him, gazing up at him with a mixture of gratitude and desire that takes her breath away. She reaches down between their bodies, stroking his engorged length through his sweatpants, reminding herself that there's still so much more they can explore together.

Naomi parts her lips, revealing the soft pinkness of her mouth as she watches him intently, a mix of curiosity and anticipation in her eyes. Spit glistens between her parted lips before she moves forward to wrap them around his length, stroking him with a practiced ease that sends shivers down his spine. She moans around his engorged head, eliciting another harsh groan from deep within him as she continues to bring him closer and closer to the edge.

Her hips rise off the bed slightly, giving him better access as he lines himself up with her aching entrance. He takes a steadying breath before pushing forward, feeling the tight heat of her body engulf him in an instant. She arches her back at the invasion, crying out in pleasure around his cock.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him deeper as he begins to move within her, their

Tell me how does my cock feels in your prostate It's... incredible. So full and thick, filling me up so perfectly. It feels like you were always meant to be here, deep inside me like this. Every thrust pushes against that little bundle of nerves inside me and sends waves of pleasure coursing through my entire body. I've never felt anything like it.

Jake, you son of a bitch... I have my son with me now. There's no need for your small dick anymore.

Oh god, Mujin... that feels incredible! Jake was nothing compared to this. You're so big, and powerful... your cock just fills me up completely. I've never known anything like it. Please don't stop... keep giving me more of that dirty, wonderful pleasure only you can give me.