Chapter 5 - Incentives
Next morning I wake up before Kaia, so I can do my morning calisthenics in the living room, in-order to avoid waking her. About 30 minutes into my program, Gavin comes stumbling out of his bedroom and says, "Cut down the racket. I have to get up early," and then stomped off back to his room. I don't know if he realizes he has to get up in 2 hours for school. I finish my routine and Kaia is just now waking up.
And I head out with an empty stomach. I'll just buy something at the Kwikmart. I reach the bottom floor of my building and I can see a black limo parked out front of my building with a snow leopard standing next to it holding the door open.
"Fuck," I mutter under my breath.
"Yes, fuck indeed," I turn and see that white wolf with two snow leopards.
"Mr. Kyle Wulfric, please get in the car."
"I have to go to work, I can't be late."
"Don't worry, we'll get you to work on time."
"So I will be getting to work?"
"Yes, the state of your being is the only question. Be nice and you'll arrive nice. Don't be, and well..."
I sigh... I can't beat these three, plus whatever may be in that car. Especially not unarmed and injured.
The white wolf steps out in front, and holds open the door while these snow leopards follow closely behind me. The first thing I notice is the faint of blood coming from the limo carpeting.
I get into the back with a snow leopard on each side of me. This is a big spacious limo, but somehow it feels too small. I feel like they are intentionally squishing me between them. The guys are about my size and weight. Sitting across from me in the middle is the white wolf, and next to her is another snow leopard. I think to myself man they have great spacing, look how much space they have, 4 people could sit there and barely touch, why am I squished.
"I know what you are thinking." Says the white wolf.
"I sincerely doubt that." I say through gritted teeth.
She crosses her legs and smirks at me.
I look at the snow leopard to my right, "can you scooch your cheek, just an inch?"
He growls at me. I take out my phone to see the time and the one to my left snatches it out of my paw.
I sigh and exercise my patience.
"Open it," he growls at me
"You'll never guess the pin code,"
10 seconds later I hear the sound of my phone unlocking and he chuckles. I really need to change that pin code.
"Who do you work for?" The white wolf says.
"Apex Industries." I say curtly.
"No, don't play coy with me, you will find my patience to be quite limited. Who sent you to beat up my guys?"
"Your guys? The jaguar and hyena? No one hired me, I just didn't appreciate two big guys beating up a little kid"
She laughs, "little kid?! That fennec fox was very much an adult. And he owes my employer a great deal of money."
I sigh "what do you want from me?"
"Those men are out of commission, so I'm willing to hire you to do the job they failed to do."
"Thanks, but I'm not looking for a job right now."
She uncrosses her legs, and leans forward, "I'm being nice. I can be your friend, you don't want to see me not being nice."
"How much are you paying?" I ask
The car stops.
"This is your stop... listen carefully. This can go one of two ways."
She points towards the door, a snow leopard pushes a cheap flip phone into my laws and pushes me out the limo.
She dropped me off right at the rail car terminal. Time to start my day.
My first task of the day is to scrub the incinerators. I have to suit up in a heat resistant suit, with an oxygen tank and full face mask. It's not particularly dangerous, there are multiple safeguards to protect me from an accidental ignition. The air temperature in is about 180 degrees, and the surfaces of the components can be as high as 500 degrees. We use high pressure hoses to blast the surfaces clean, but to prevent rapid cooling and cracking of the chambers, we use a thermal camera to make sure the surfaces we clean are under 200 degrees. The water we shoot is kept at 210 degrees, which is just shy of the temperature the water will turn to steam. Before I finish chamber 6, I get a call on my radio. "Kyle Wulfric, wife called for you."
It took me 30 minutes to walk out of the incinerators, go through decontamination, and get my suit off.
I immediately grabbed my cell phone to call Kaia.
It didn't even ring before she answered.
"Kyle, there was an accident at school. I'm at the hospital with Gavin." her voice is fast and frantic.
"An accident?! What happened?!" This better not be the second way that white bitch was talking about. I'll fucking burn her house down.
"His tame collar exploded". She sounds like she's in tears.
"Text me the hospital name, I'll be right there." What the fuck is a tame collar? I think to myself.
My supervisor gives me the rest of the day off. On my way out I grab an RT-bolt-gun 6 co2 cartridges, and a 5/16x6 1/2 pin hole punch. I was worried about sneaking these items out, but no one seems to search or monitor the maintenance crews.
I call a cab and catch a ride to Zootopia Memorial Hospital. As I arrive, Gavin is being released, There is a gauze bandage around his neck. And he seems loopy from the drugs they gave him. We take my taxi home.
Once we are in the taxi Gavin falls asleep in my arms.
"What happened? What's a tame collar?"
"Gavin goes to a nice school in a better part of town. But it's a mostly prey school. The only way they let predators into that school is if they wear a tame collar to, quote, control our aggressive tendencies, unquote. Well the collar does this by electro shock, if a predator such as Gavin gets too excited, it shocks him. Gavin told me that Ava told him she wasn't allowed to play with him anymore and he got so upset the collar shocked him, and then it malfunctioned shocking him until it caught on fire. The doctor says it looks worse than it was and his fur will grow back. As long as we take proper care of his wound now he may not even scar."
"How often do these things fail or malfunction?" I ask.
"Never, they told us it was perfectly safe. One of the teachers said the collar looked tampered with." She hands me the shock collar.
"We need to get him another one before they will let him back. I can't make him put one of these on again, I just can't, what are we going to do?"
"Not send him back to that school, that's what. We can home school him. And we"ll figure something out."
The taxi arrives at our destination. I carry Gavin upstairs and tuck him into bed.
"Can you take this evening off? There is something I need to do. I'll be back as soon as I can,"
"What, wait, where are you going?" She says through tears.
I touch her cheek with my palm and dry her flowing tears with my thumb.
"I need to look into this." I dangle the tame collar. "I need to know how this happened."
She shudders and hugs me. "I love you."
I hug her back "I love you too." I say and leave the apartment.
The Kwikchek is busier this time of day. I approach the teen wolf cashier, "hey, I'm looking for a fennec fox, his name is Fin, would you happen to know where I can find him?"
"No, why are you looking for him?"
"I helped him, maybe he can help me. Where can I find him?"
He shrugs.
I grumble "thanks sir, you were very helpful."
I go to the corner of the store where those guys were beating him up. I sniff around. Picking up several scents, I don't know how many mammals have bled in this corner. But I'm hoping the number is less than 2. One bleeding mammal went deeper into the back of this store. I inhale deeply, tasting the scent in my nose. There is a door back hear by the cooler labeled 'Employees Only'. I follow the scent in, it's a small hall that leads to a bathroom on right, and then out the back. I follow his scent into the back street alley. This wolf nose is really something, following his scent is easy enough. There are a few spots where he doubles back, or spills something in order to obfuscate his odor trail, but it doesn't even slow me down. I follow the trail to the building across the street.
I think back to my first day here and I remember seeing those fennec foxes BBQing on the roof. I should have thought to look here first. I open the door, walking inside, this building is just as foul with smells as my own. I wonder if this is a characteristic of poverty, the world, or a curse of my heightened senses.
I follow the scent down the first floor hall. I sniff out a blood drop on the carpet and then the smell dead ends at a closed door. At least I'm pretty confident that trail hasn't doubled back.
Smells like 2 have gone in, neither have come out. I press my ear against the door, I can hear the faint sound of a TV inside.
I think about jimmying his latch, breaking in, and forcing this fuck to comply with my demands. But maybe he can be reasoned with.
I knock on the door, no one answers, I knock again louder. I hear the TV turnoff. "Who is it?!" A deep loud voice yells through the door.
"I'm looking for Fin."
"He ain't here, go away!"
"He got attacked by two guys yesterday morning, I helped him."
"He's fine. Go away."
"Look, I can smell him in there. If I found him, anyone can find him, and they will try again. Maybe we can help each other permanently solve this problem."
"What can you do?! To help me, I mean, him?"
"Can we talk inside for a minute?"
I hear multiple bolts unfasten and the door slides open.
I see that fennec fox from the other day with a black eye and an ice pack on his head. Holding a baseball bat.
"You won't need that baseball bat." I say.
"I'll be the judge of that, you alone?" His voice is comically deep for such a small guy. And he speaks with an urban inner city dialect.
"Yes, may I come in?"
He nods and I step into the room. The apartment is small and dirty. It's all one room, except for an open door. I can see a toilet in from here. There is a 27 inch box TV at the far end, and a couch between here the TV. The kitchen is basically a single counter, with a fridge on one side and an oven on the other. The floor is littered in beer cans, pizza boxes, and other refuse. There are small speakers in each corner of the room, producing a dull, humming, white noise.
He slams the door behind me and rests his bat on his shoulder.
"Talk," he says.
The room reeks of cheap beer, stale pizza and sex. I snort to clear my nose.
"Because I helped you, they want me to work for them, and they aren't taking no for an answer."
"You need to pay for your mistakes."
"My mistake was helping you." I cross my arms.
"You only helped me because you thought I was a child. Which is offensive. I didn't need your help."
"I didn't mean to offend the sensibilities of a guy in debt to the mob, and you looked pretty fucked to me."
"Ok, good talk, get out." He opens the door
"They hurt my kid today, I'm backed into a corner." He stops and shrugs.
"What's your plan then?"
"They say you owe 25k, give me 5."
"5 grand?!" He laughs out loud "I don't even have 5 grand to give you. Goodbye"
I sigh and walk towards the open door. His guard lowers, and I lunge at him, grabbing the bat and pinning him to the wall with it.
I snarl, bringing my teeth close to his face. "Let's see what these teeth can do."
"Put him down!" I glance to my right and there is a fennec fox girl holding what looks like a small crossbow.
"Shoot me, I'll break his tiny child like neck before the arrow hits me and then I'll kill you before you reload or I bleed out." I press on him with the bat causing him to grunt and the wall to buckling under the weight.
He gasps "I might have $2,500." He gestures for her to lower the crossbow, which she does reluctantly.
"Give it to me." I reach towards her and she puts the small crossbow in my paw. It's so small that if I wanted to fire it, I'd be hard pressed to get my finger tip into the trigger guard.
I set Fin down, "The money?"
I keep a paw on his shoulder as he leads me into the bathroom. He pulls out an air vent grate and grabs two stacks of money, tossing them to me.
"This is only two, you said $2,500. I know if I ask for 5, you will offer me half and if you offer me half my asking, you definitely have more than my asking. Don't fuck with me!" I snarl.
He reaches into the vent and grabs another stack, he pulls half out of the stack and gives it to me. I grab the other half out of his paw, "I'm not making change here." I bark at him. I push him into the tub and reach into the vent finding 6 more stacks.
"You know, your name. Fin means end."
"Fuck you," He says helplessly, sitting in the bathtub.
I rip some towels and use them to tie him up.
"You, come here," I gesture to his fennec girlfriend to come closer.
"What's your name?"
"Dusk."
"Ok, Dusk, I have a shopping list, go get me these things, you have 2 hours. After that, I'll hurt your boyfriend. Tell no one, come back alone, understand?"
She nods, I give her 200 dollars, a list of items, and where she can find them.
As I wait, I clean his stove, and some specific pots and pans.
For an hour I clean, frequently looking back at Fin. He just looks at me with angry eyes. When his girlfriend arrives, she questions the items on my shopping list.
"What's this for?" Asks Dusk.
"Insurance," I say.
I reflect on my Navy career, it's been a long time, but some things are like riding a bike. It's amazing what you can do with common materials and an ounce of knowledge. I begin my work.
I call that white wolf bitch
"I got Fin and the money."
"All if it?"
"$8,800 of it"
"You've done well, we will come get you."
"I want to meet with your boss."
"You think you can just demand to see the boss?"
"Yes, I do."
"Very well than, we'll discuss it." that seemed too easy.
I text her Fin's address.
I put on my new made shoes, kinda uncomfortable, but it's about the 1/4lb of Semtex in the sole, not the comfort.
Grab my thermos with the membrane in the middle, separating two liquids to create thick smoke. A tea bag string glued to the membrane is the trigger.
Garrote wire hidden around my wrist.
My pin hole punch in my shirt pocket.
Best I can do with the time I have. I leave Dusk in the apartment, and escort Fin to the front doors.
I wait inside the doors of Fin's apartment complex until the limo arrives. The door opens, one of the snow leopards pat me down. He inspects my thermos, even opening it to smell the contents. The top is just distilled water, so he closes it, looking satisfied, and presses it into my chest as I enter the limo behind Fin. I sit squished between two snow leopards while the one that padded me down sits next to the white wolf.
"The money?" The white wolf asks.
I lean forward to pass her the paper bag of money.
The two snow leopards sitting next to me grab me. I feel a prick in the side of my neck.
The leopard sitting next to the wolf moves to grab me, I kick him. The left snow leopard has me in a choke hold. I flail, bucking, and manage to elbow the snow leopard on my right. I pull my hole punch from my pocket and jam it into the elbow of the one choking me. His grip loosens, I elbow him in the ribs with my left arm. My head starts to spin.
I'm grabbed by more paws, I go for the detonator in my pocket. My arms are pinned under too much weight, I feel nauseous.I buck and bite. I bite something hard, taste salty blood, something strikes my head. I'm dazed, my arms feel like jello, the hole punch is pried from my paw, I panic as I gasp for breath, my vision blurs. This is it, last burst of strength, but nothing...fuck, I failed again. The world goes black. The last of my senses to fade is my hearing. "Ya know why they call me Fin? Because shit ends with me." And I feel an impact in my ribs.
I wake up, my wrists are handcuffed to a metal chair. I can't see, a hood is over my head, but I can feel the metal lattice work my seat. I feel a cold breeze penetrate my pants and run a chill up my spine.
"Oh, you're awake," I can hear the familiar voice of the white wolf. She pulls the hood off my head, cold air stings my nose. I look down at myself. I'm wearing a jacket I didn't come here with.
"Aren't you full of surprises?" she says to me.
I look up, my vision is blurry but clearing. I'm in a freezer, there is a table nearby with my shoes, detonator and other gadgets near by. In front of me is the White Wolf wearing her usual puffy black jacket and jeans.
I crane my head around to see 2 snow leopards standing behind me. The three I've seen so far all look identical. Either all snow leopards look the same, or these three are identical twins. I notice one of them has his arm in a sling.
She says again "Aren't you full of surprises?"
"Oh, ya know me?" I shrug, helplessly.
I shift my weight. The chair doesn't move, it must be bolted down.
"Exactly what was your plan?" She asks.
I see a table to my left with two polar bears wearing sport coats, turtlenecks and slacks, standing over it. One is drastically bigger than the other.
"Well, I was going to kill you all." I exhale a single laugh.
"Yes, but how?"
"Does it really matter at this point?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Where is Fin?"
"At home counting his money with his female friend."
"So, what? You just pay him to get beat and lore do gooders to their doom?"
"No, Fin owed us some money, $1,200. But after what we heard you did to two of our guys, we wanted to see what you can do... and you definitely exceeded all expectations. We forgave his debt and gave him some extra, considering your value."
"Who taught you how to do this?"
"Self-taught"
"No, I don't think so."
"Tell us who?"
"No."
"We could torture you, until you tell us."
"You would only learn how well I can keep a secret."
"All this just to avoid working for us?"
"You hurt my son, I'm going to kill you for that."
A raspy, yet somehow smooth and elegant voice says, "We are businessmen, we do business. Women and children are the future. We do not hurt women and children, we do not hurt the future. That is bad for business."
The bigger of the two polar bears approach me, cradling a little high back chair in his paws. And in that chair is the animal that was talking, a small arctic shrew. "My heart goes out to you. I am a father myself, and I have lost sons and daughters to less civilized mammals. How was your boy hurt?"
"A collar was sabotaged, he went to the hospital."
"I am sorry to hear of your boy's pain. If I may ask, was it a tame collar used by some institutions of learning where predators are the minority?"
I just look at him.
"I thought so, how old is your boy?"
"He's 5."
"A true tragedy. I assure you it was not us."
"Then who would do this? I have made no other enemies."
"You have the enemies you have, for being nothing more than what you are... a predator"
"If the prey had their way, we would all wear tame collars all the time." Says the white wolf.
"It is no coincidence that predators are disproportionately impoverished."
"You seem to be doing well for yourself." I say.
"Only through determination, patience, and the circumventing of laws."
"You resist us, and I understand. But we are not so different. Just mammals wanting to do what's best for our families. To provide what's best for our families. Sometimes mammals take advantage of our kindness, and those mammals need to be proportionately punished. The fox you defended had been given every opportunity to do what's right, and he failed to show respect for what was given."
"If I refuse, you don't hurt my family?"
"We would never, but I would expect a repayment for damages to my men, and the 200 you took for your... tools." He gestures towards the table. He continues "but if you accept, we will repay what is given. I understand your wife wants another child, we can make sure her application is approved, and you have the means to pay the tax. There are excellent schools where a predator would be safe. You wish to become an officer of the law? That too can be arranged."
"What do you want from me?" I ask.
"A favor here, a service there. The more you do, the more you get. But I do wish for a demonstration, one that I will gladly pay for."
"What kind of demonstration?" I ask.
"You fight Carl". He points at one of the snow leopards. "Not to the death, just a demonstration of what you are offering. You may use this, the only weapon you brought with you. I am curious about its application."
"Bianca, please."
The white wolf comes and uncuffs me.
"Easy." she says.
I start to stand,
and the polar bear lifts the arctic shrew so he is always at eye height with me.
One of the snow leopards hands me the hole punch, and steps away.
Bianca explains, "Whenever you are ready."
I stand up and feel a little wobbly, and my head pounds. Like I'm drunk and hungover, all at once.
I take my pin hole punch and hold it in my right paw so the tapered end faces down my paw and my thumb can rest on the butt of it.
I take my stance, squared up, raising my fists in front of my face.
The snow leopard makes the first move, he walks up to me and throws a couple jabs to test distance and see my reactions. I just pat his attacks down, while stepping back.
He jabs and throws an aggressive cross.
I pat his jab, dipping back, then lunge forward stabbing his cross with the hole punch.
He cries out in pain, flinching, and dropping his guard.
I step in, thrusting the rod into Carl's larynx, then immediately kick him in the groin. Both his paws go to his throat, then his testicles, as he gags for breath and crumpled to his knees choking.
"He might need to go to the hospital." I say as I step away from him, watching him cautiously.
"Impressive," the arctic shrew says.
"I appreciate your praise Mr..." I say.
"Big, Mister Big." He says.
"My beautiful Bianca will be in touch. I will keep these as a token... of friendship." He gestures towards the table of my explosives. "Pay him. Take him home."
Bianca nods, "Come with me, Kyle Wulfric."
This definitely didn't go how I expected...
I follow her to a limo, only the two of us enter.
"Just us this time?" I say
"I think I can trust you to behave." she says with a smirk.
"Which reminds me, you may feel inclined to, pay back, Fin's participation in your failure. But he works with us, and is valuable. If you break it, be prepared to buy it."
I nod "I understand."
"Good." She throws me a thin stack of money. I quickly thumb through it. Looks like ten $100 bills.
"When can I expect Gavin to be accepted to a safer school?"
"I like you, so I'm going to offer some friendly advise. The more we give, the..." I interrupt.
"I understand, the more you will expect from me. I just want my family to be safe and secure with whatever they need. No sacrifice is too great for that."
"Then we understand each other."
She opens a little minibar and pours herself a glass of wine. "Wine?"
"I'm good thank you."
She drinks 3 glasses before we arrive. Either that's some great wine or this bitch is a lush. We arrive at my stop and I get out.
"Here, take this bottle for the misses."
"No thanks, I don't want to do dirty work for a bottle of wine."
She smiles at that, "This one's on the house." I take the bottle and head to my apartment. It's been six hours since I left, I check my phone. I have 2 missed calls from Kaia.
I open the apartment door, Kaia comes out of Gavin's room, slowly at first then runs up to me and gives me a hug "Where did you go? I tried to call you. I was so worried." She looks at me, I can see her nostrils working over time drawing in my scent and the scent of everything I've come in contact with. "Why do you smell like blood? Did you bite someone?"
"I got into another fight, it's ok, I got wine and a $1,000." I smile at her, but she just returns a horrified look. "You left your bed ridden son, and wife to go fight for money?"
"No, I investigated the collar, and found out some things... "
"Well? What did you find out?" She taps her foot impatiently.
"The tame collars are dangerous. I made some arrangements, and we'll enroll him someplace where predator
children are accepted. Without being forced to wear dangerous devices on their necks."
"I'm so mad, and frustrated over this situation and... and disappointed in you right now. I can't even talk... I don't know who you are right now!" I try to hold her, but she pushes my paws away and storms off to Gavin's room.
I follow her into Gavin's room, she's is standing next to Gavin's bed. Watching him as he sleeps. I go stand next to her, I must have made too much noise because he woke up and turned to look at me. His voice is hoarse and raspy, "it burns...". I see Kaia wipe her eyes. His little hazel eyes shift to her, "why are you crying mommy?"
Kaia laughs through her tears "I'm just happy you're ok." Her voice cracks and she sniffles. He brings up his paw to touch the gauze on his neck. "Why doesn't Ava want to be my friend anymore? I was just kidding about getting married." I fight back tears, "I don't know Gavin, I think she does, her mom is just a b..." I feel Kaia pinch my side "...not nice mammal." I smile at him. He sniffs the air, "why do you smell like blood?" I lie, "I had to help someone who was bleeding..." damn it, why didn't I tell this lie to Kaia when I came home? "Fuck it," he says. Kaia looks at him, appalled. "Oh no, don't say that word, you just got daddy in trouble." She stares at me with beams of ice. "You be strong and heal up, don't touch your neck. I'm going to take a shower." I kiss his forehead. "Ew, that's gross," he pushes my face away playfully.
"You don't mind when your mom does it."
"No, because she's my mom."
"Alright, sir. Knock if you need anything."
I touch Kaia's lower back and caress her tail as I walk away from her. She doesn't look back at me.
I go to our room and start to undress for my first shower as a wolf. After a few minutes of looking at all the fur products I start my shower. Water pours out of the ceiling like rain, and there is also a wand attachment with a high pressure spray. After I shower, I press a button that turns on red heated lamps that help dry me. Then 5 minutes with towels and 5 with a blow-drier I'm dry; and a tabled knitted mess. I brush myself for a few minutes but give up, too much work. Next time I'll brush myself while I blow dry myself.
I come out to see Kaia sitting on the bed, looking pensive.
"I'm in trouble aren't I?"
"I don't care that much about you teaching him profanity. I mean, I care and I'm angry... but that's a small matter right now... listen,". She sighs collecting her thoughts. "We are civilized, we don't fight, we don't bite other mammals. If you get killed or arrested, what is Gavin going to do without a father? He's so happy you want to be involved with him, just for you to be taken away... I understand, you don't remember, so I'll remind you. Predators don't get the same opportunities as prey in Zootopia. Our public schools are under funded, it's hard for us to move into better districts. We we pay higher taxes to have children. Our private schools are good, but they are expensive, selective, and you need to know someone to get into them. We could barely afford Gavin's school, he only got in because of a grant for BETA testing that tame collar. The way things are going, I won't be surprised if some day they make all children, maybe all of us, wear them." She starts to cry, "if you get caught fighting, or biting another mammal, they will take you away and lock you up forever. Zootopia's prisons are 90% predators, while the population is 85% prey. It's not fair, but it's the reality of our world. Do you understand?"
"Yeah, I understand."
"Good...now why are you using profanity in front of Gavin? You never used such language in the past. Let's use this opportunity to build new, good habits. Not new bad ones, like fighting and cursing"
"Ok, I'm sorry. I'll try my hardest not to curse anymore. How much does a child tax cost?" I ask
"For us it's 10k."
"Wow, that's a lot of money. What happens if we had a child without paying the tax?"
"The child wouldn't get a registration number and he, or she, wouldn't become a citizen. Couldn't receive medical care, public schooling, and we couldn't have the cub at a public hospital." She lowers her gaze.
I lift her chin so shes making eye contact, "Don't worry, I'm going to take care of everything." I put my paw on her shoulder.
"I don't need you to take care of everything, I just need you to be here." She hugs me, and nuzzles into my neck then pushes me away. "I'm still mad at you!" She looks away smiling a little.
"I need to clean up". She goes into the bathroom and shouts out to me in the bedroom "where did that wine come from?"
"Some girl in the limo gave it to me." Fuck, that was probably the wrong thing to say.
"What girl?"
"She's just my contact for contractual jobs."
"What kind of jobs?"
"I'm not sure yet, probably just jobs dealing with garbage."
She comes out of the bathroom and climbs into bed wearing a light grey semi translucent slip.
"Is that new?" I ask.
"No, just haven't worn it in a few days. Is she prettier than me?"
"Not even close."
"Good answer" she kisses me and rolls over "I love you, good night."
"I love you too." I lay back on my pillow and sigh.
She rolls over towards me, and I lean in to kiss her. But she puts her paw up to block my muzzle. "No, no, I'm still mad at you. I just want you to roll over, you've been snoring recently." She gently pushes me as I roll over onto my side. Once I'm firmly on my side, she backs into me so we are laying with our backs touching.
"Maybe tomorrow, if you are a gentleman and don't say 'fuck' in front of our son."