"Wow, that was so good," she said, as she sat on the toilet.
"You were so loud," he said, as he sprayed his lower body in the shower.
"You really couldn't breathe?"
"I was struggling."
"That's why I'm scared to facesit you. We might have an accident."
"Don't worry. I pushed you up when I needed to, right?"
"You did. But you won't be able to next time."
"Why not?"
She finished washing herself and walked to the closet.
"I went shopping at the thrift store today."
Dangling from her thumb was a silver metal pair of handcuffs.