There are few things in life that are truly black and white but this is one of them. If you’re doing your job as my gentleman caller correctly, then I’m screaming. If I’m not, then you’re doing it wrong.
You can’t see from this screenshot but I previously relayed this fact to this gentleman and, because of my current living situation, didn’t feel particularly comfortable bringing gentleman callers to my domicile. Kindly ignore the part about the nuns. I think I was making a joke about how quiet I had to be…
You can please me without making me scream? Let me guess, the last few girls you were with claimed they didn’t normally make much noise in bed? Did they quietly state, “Oh yes, oh baby. I just came,” prompting you to jackhammer into them a few more times before reaching your own O? Did they then roll over and claim they had an early morning even though it’s Friday and you could have sworn they said they had weekends off from work? Were they staring kind of blankly at you until you felt mildly uncomfortable and decided it was best you found your pants and left?
Yeaaaahhhh, thought so.