I've worked hard to be where I am. I'm an attorney, junior partner, and then one day I get the surprise of all surprises. A young man who looks just like my ex walks through the door, looking for his biological parents. He's a dead ringer for his father. I convince him to give me a few hairs, telling him DNA is procedure in such cases. I don't feel the least bit maternal towards him. When I find out he's mine, it's too late. Far too late.
“Come on, baby. Tell Daddy what you really want. What’s your hottest fantasy? Tell me!”
“I…I don’t know!”
“Hell yes, you know. Everyone has sexual fantasies and you are no different from the rest of us. What’s your kink, baby. Tell Daddy. Is it anal? Is it BDSM? You want me to be your Dom? If so, you better buck the hell up and behave.
“How about watersports? How about roll play? Tell me…”
“Yes, I like certain things. And I like role play. And…and…never mind.”
“Oh, no, you don’t. Spill it.”
“ I enjoy golden showers.”
“I don’t know! I can’t think with you being so rough!”
“Aww, you shouldn’t have complained. Now I’m going have to really hurt you.”
Now I'm getting my pound of flesh for her giving me away like so much trash.