Everything She Wants
He is so pussy-whipped. The minute he’s up, she’s at him about breakfast, giving him a plaintive little sound and that 800-number poster child expression with her eyes. Immediately, he gets her something to eat, and he doesn’t even get a “thank you.” Some days, just to be stubborn, he’ll wait for a little bit; but all she needs to do is lurk about and stare at him–almost reproachingly–before he gives in and caters to her needs. He initiates all…