"Abby, you are hot. You've got fabulous breasts, a rocking ass, shapely legs, and your waist really makes your hips pop. You check all the boxes. You are hot." I countered.

"I'm already getting naked in bed with you, the flattery isn't necessary." Abby snapped.

"It isn't flattery, it's fact." I told her, "You're lucky I have good self control or this would be progressing much faster."

"Meaning what?" Abby asked.

"Meaning it is taking a lot of self control to not strip you and show you all the things I want to do to your body. But we agreed on a course of action, and I'm going to stick...