Chapter 97 Pride (4)

• " Oh no? Then how do they work? Do I call your damn phone number, which I don't know, to ask for permission to take some pills? Or better yet, do I call you to tell you that I'm going to have sex and that I need your approval, you know, things don't work like that, and it's better to share the sex." I see him clench his fist and tighten the hand holding the drink.
• " You're not going to sleep with anyone but me." I raise an eyebrow again.
• " Of course, Mr. Perverso. Thanks for the intensive lessons, now I'm ready to fully explore my sexuality with whoever I please." The glass falls to the floor as he stands up and approaches me like a wild and dangerous animal, reminding me of a panther when it gets tired of its prey's game. I've seen it on National Geographic.