The Car Salesman

"Well, that's no way to deal with a problem. Who hits someone for just telling a joke? I mean, really?"

Late that night, I was fucking my girlfriend and giving her a third orgasm. I was yet to have one and from the looks of things I wasn't going to get one either. My girlfriend passed out and I couldn't wake her. I looked at her face. She looked so happy.

I left the room and found a spot where I thought I might not be overheard.

I looked at Marsha's number on my phone. Should I call her?