His efforts did seem a little half hearted at first whereas she never stopped going for it full throttle and then the next thing my man knew was that he was in a fight for his life. Whereas if he'd clocked her ass early on instead of letting his hands dangle at his sides as he slipped her punches he wouldn't be wearing a skirt and serving sandwiches at the same gym he once so proudly trained in. You let her get confident and believe that she belonged in there with you man. You stupid motherfucker.

So what? This is normally how I have sex...