"I'm familiar with the way you shake your hips, the feigned act of being tipsy, too drunk to drive but certainly not drunk enough to fuck." But you love it, I love it. A nightly roleplay of -- please please pleases and yes yes yeses. If you cry, I'll cry -- an eye for an eye reasonage? Maybe I just like hearing you scream my name in the secrecy of you and me turned into a writhing, panting us.