He’d proposed to her, god knows how many times, and, each and every time she’d said, “NO!”, and then, she’d, finally said YES!
Finally agreed to be his slave, she’d, thought about it a long, long, long, listed out that long and winding list of pros, of cons, and, because the cons always, outnumbered the pros, that was why she hadn’t, agreed, to this life of, SERVITUDE, Y-E-T!
And then one day, she woke, and realized: hey, I ain’t NO spring chicken no more (and your point being???), I need a FOREVER meal ticket, and that was why she’d, finally, “agreed”, to be enslaved by him!
and that, is what that, looked, like…
Finally agreed to be his slave, she’d, waited, for a better option to come along, dated, countless number of, more than her SHARE of, LOSERS, and, that very first one that DUMPED her, stayed, “active” in the back of her mind…
And when he came back to her, she had her, reserves, but, he kept, begging, pleading, made her breakfasts in bed, FUCKED her ‘til she orgasmed, and, took care of her in the way she never imagined, made her feel warm and fuzzy (like I said: it can just be, G-A-S!!!), and so yeah, she’d finally, SIGNED her life, away.
On the day of the wedding…do we need to go there, for real now??? Yeah, I don’t think so.
Note: the above is still, ALL out of my, big, oversized BOBBLEHEAD, and if it bears resemblance to anybody’s reality, it’s PURELY, COINCIDENCE!
Life, the Obstacle Course 