[This conversation really took a turn. Chrissy stares down the oyster with a look on her face that says she absolutely does not want to try it. But he's had one so now she has to. Especially with that question she has to answer.]
Um...do you mean an aphrodisiac?
[She'll just tackle that part first, because she's able to smirk a little and tease him.]
If you want to get me horny, you should know by now it doesn't take slimy food.
[Still, she picks one up and tips it into her mouth. And the look on her face is one of shock and pure displeasure. Her nose scunches up as her eyes close, and she swallows it down so she can chase it by chugging some wine.]
Okay, I don't mind swallowing your come. I could do that all day if you'd let me. That? I don't ever want that in my mouth again.
[This is said out loud in a volume that is definitely not best described as a table whisper. Every single person around them hears and stares in horror at the conversation that's happening here.]
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Um...do you mean an aphrodisiac?
[She'll just tackle that part first, because she's able to smirk a little and tease him.]
If you want to get me horny, you should know by now it doesn't take slimy food.
[Still, she picks one up and tips it into her mouth. And the look on her face is one of shock and pure displeasure. Her nose scunches up as her eyes close, and she swallows it down so she can chase it by chugging some wine.]
Okay, I don't mind swallowing your come. I could do that all day if you'd let me. That? I don't ever want that in my mouth again.
[This is said out loud in a volume that is definitely not best described as a table whisper. Every single person around them hears and stares in horror at the conversation that's happening here.]