I mean, that’s why he’s my boyfriend.

Every day at lunch/dinner he steals a cup of iced tea from me and drinks it. 😛 Last night I refused to get him a new one after he drank all mine (a matter of pride) so he breaks out the threats, growling “Puppy!!” Me: still no. Threatened with a beating, or with no beating, or with no sex. Nope! Finally, he got 2 of his own and as we were walking out he gave me one to hold, saying, “Drink it and you get punished.” I didn’t even want any so I didn’t drink it. By the time we got to the elevator he said, “One’s for you. I’ll always take care of you, Puppy. And you’re still getting a beating.”

I felt so loved!!