Skylar21 wrote: Sat Oct 04, 2025 8:27 pm
Keep the nudity one way. Let her have all the power and he has all the humiliation.
I tend to agree. If she were to reveal herself, we would lose the tension and power balance. And as a guy, it's much more embarrassing to be the only one naked, for sure.
Usually, Jacqui and I walked home from school together. But I was way too nervous and embarrassed to walk with her today, after everything that had happened... first yesterday, when she saw me naked—and hard!—on the exam table, and then today in the courtyard, when she almost showed her friends that I had a boner. Plus, I knew what she wanted to do at her house after school—she had made me promise to take off all my clothes for her! Oh my god. But there was no way I could do that. No way! It would be way too embarrassing. So I made up some excuse why I had to go home and help my mom with something after school.
I got home and immediately went to my room. In a flash, I took off all my clothes. Everything off. I just threw it on the floor as fast as I could. And I jumped onto the bed and started playing with myself like crazy.
I was replaying in my mind the moment after lunch when Jacqui was whispering in my ear and making me hard in front of her friends. That was bad enough. But as I was playing with myself (and I was taking my time because I was reliving the moment over and over), I started to add things and change the reality of what had actually happened.
In my imagination, it started off as it did for real. I was in the courtyard after lunch, and Jacqui came up to me with her three friends, Christine, Tracy, and Laura. (I had known Christine and Tracy all the way since kindergarten. And Laura and I, we've literally been next door neighbors our whole lives. Not that we hang out much these days, but my mom says we used to play together all the time.) So in my imagination, they all came up to me, and Christine, Tracy, and Laura were giggling at me because Jacqui had told them she saw me naked on the exam table yesterday. I imagined Tracy saying, "Hey, James! We hear you gave Jacqui quite a show yesterday!" As they were laughing at me, Jacqui started whispering in my ear, "Don't get hard, James. Don't get hard, whatever you do!" I had her keep saying that to me over and over as I played with myself, and I got myself super hard. Then I imagined that while I was holding the book in front of me to hide my boner from her friends, she reached down and grabbed the book, yelling, "Look! Look!" Christine, Tracy, and Laura started pointing at my shorts and laughing. I kept stroking it, a little faster. Then I imagined Jacqui saying, "You guys want to see it?" and her friends started cheering in response. "Pants him... pants him... pants him..." My stroking got more intense, and I started playing with my balls with my other hand. Then I imagined that I tried to run away, but Christine and Tracy held me by my arms so I couldn't move. Jacqui was just standing in front of me laughing, and she invited Laura to come up and pull my pants down. I slowed down my movement. I wanted to make it last longer. Laura looked right at me and said, "Time for all of us to see you naked, James." She said it real slow. I couldn't move my hands to keep her from pulling my pants down, and she grabbed my shorts and my underwear, and pulled them right down to my ankles, and then she stepped on them with her foot so I couldn't possibly pull them back up. I was really moving my hand fast by now. All of the girls were laughing like crazy, especially Jacqui. And as I looked into each of their eyes in my imagination, I saw them all staring right at it and pointing and laughing at me. I exploded all over my belly just as I imagined Jacqui laughing and saying, "Are we making you nervous, James?"
I just sank into the mattress and laid there, not even taking my hand off my penis as it got soft. I might have even fallen asleep for a few minutes.
The next thing I knew, there was a knock at my bedroom door. I had locked the door, but I immediately pulled the covers over my naked body, just in case.
My mom's voice came from the other side of the door. "James, Jacqui is on the phone for you." (I didn't have my own phone yet. Jacqui did, but I didn't. So she had to call our house phone.) I used my left hand to pick up the phone since my right hand was a little sticky. I'd clean up later.
"Um, hi, Jacqui," came my nervous voice. It actually cracked at first because my throat was so dry.
(I heard the click of my mom hanging up the other handset.)
I could hear Jacqui smiling through the phone. "Hi, James. Sooooo? Are you coming over? I asked your mom if you were done helping her, and she said you weren't helping her at all. Hmm. Funny. If I didn't know better, I'd think you were lying to me because you're nervous about coming over. Are you nervous about coming over? Do I make you nervous? Are you afraid of what might happen, James?"
She sounded so smug, having caught me lying to try to get out of going over to her house.
"Um... afraid? Um, no. Of course not. It's just... I'm really busy with homework."
Then Jacqui said, "James Emerson Bradley! You promised you would come over after school and you-know-what! So get your butt over here. Now!"
"Jacqui, you aren't really going to make me... you know. Are you?"
"Are you kidding? You bet I am! Now get over here. I'm giving you 15 minutes. And if you're not here by then, I'm going to tease you again in front of Christine, Tracy, and Laura. But this time, I'm pulling the book away!" I could tell she was just smiling and teasing, but also, part of me thought she might actually do it. She's a great friend, but she can be unpredictable. Plus, I'd been imagining that exact same thing as I played with myself just a few minutes before. And trust me. Even though it was fun to imagine, it was the last thing I would ever want to really happen.
So not wanting to take a chance, I said, "Okay, Jacqui. I'll be over. 15 minutes."
My heart was pounding, but I cleaned myself up, threw on some shorts, a t-shirt, and my sneakers, and headed down the street to Jacqui's house.
* * * * *
Her house has a detached garage in the back, and they've got kind of a rec room over the garage. It's got a fridge and a pool table and a bathroom, a couch, and some beanbag chairs. Nothing fancy, but it's Haley's own space, pretty much. We hang out there a lot.
So as usual, I went right up to the rec room and I found her sitting on the couch, watching something on her phone. She had changed out of her school clothes, and she was barefoot, wearing very short purple running shorts, and a pink half-shirt kind of crop top. Her hair was in a messy ponytail. She looked amazing, as always.
I was very nervous. Was she just going to look up and say, "Hey, James. Okay. You can take off all your clothes now."
She didn't say that. Instead, she was bouncing off the walls when she saw me—giddy with excitement.
She hopped up on her knees on the couch. "Come here! Come here!"
I started slowly walking over to the couch, and I sat down. I carefully put my hands between my legs.
"Here's the deal, James. For the rest of the afternoon, we can only tell the truth, you understand? Whatever the other person asks, we have to tell the truth. Got it?"
"Like a game?" I was nervous.
"No, not a game. Just, you have to tell the truth. Whatever I ask. And you can ask me anything. Anything in the world. And I'll tell the truth. Okay?"
"Um, okay." I didn't see the harm in that. It's not like I've ever lied to Jacqui—at least, about anything important.
"Okay," she said. "I have to tell you something. Are you ready?"
"Sure." I was already mostly hard, just sitting there and looking at her in that outfit that hardly covered anything. Plus, she had started developing... up there... if you know what I mean. Sometimes she would wear a bra. But right now, she wasn't. And if she leaned forward in that half shirt, it was almost like I could see something. Almost. Not like I was staring or anything, but, you know. She was right there.
"Okay. So James," she started telling me. "Yesterday after I saw you naked, which, oh my god, that was so much fun... right?... I mean, your penis and your balls... crazy, right?... but after I got home, do you know what I did?"
"Um, no. What did you do?" This was already embarrassing, but I tried to act cool about it.
"Oh my god, James. I came up here and sat on the couch like this," and she moved to the arm of the couch, kind of straddling it with one leg, "and I started moving like this..."
Oh my god. She was demonstrating!
"Of course, I had taken off my shorts. I was just in my underwear. And I had put a soft towel down on the arm of the couch." She scampered across the room, grabbed the towel, scampered back, and put it carefully on the arm of the couch. "This towel, actually. And I put it like this, and I took off my pants, and I climbed on to the arm like this, if you can picture that!"
I was trying.
"And I would kind of move my hips and legs like this..." and she started this gentle movement like she was slowly riding a horse or something. Continuing her movements, she said, "And I was thinking about when you had to lay back on the table and I saw everything. I kept thinking about that over and over." Her movements were becoming more intense, and I was really hard. "I was just focused on that moment, watching you have to show me your penis over and over, like in slow motion. It was really funny. You were soooo embarrassed." She kept rubbing against the towel. "I don't think I'd ever seen your face turn so red! I didn't know what to look at! Your big hard thing or your embarrassed face! Oh my god. I can just picture it. I wish I had taken a picture! You were really cute and embarrassed. I was just picturing your eyes, mostly." She kept rubbing on the arm of the couch. "I would imagine looking at your hard penis some of the time, but mostly I was focused on your eyes. You were soooo embarrassed for me to be seeing you all naked and hard. It was really exciting. At least, I thought it was. And I just kept remembering your big eyes, looking at me as you realized I was seeing you all naked. Oh my god. I could just talk about it forever!"
Then she quickly stopped moving her body and jumped off the arm of the couch and kneeled down again, right next to me, looking at me with these big, blue, smiling eyes.
"So what do you think about that???" she asked, still squirming her legs a little bit.
I couldn't believe it. She was touching herself thinking about it, too! Still, I played it cool. "Wow, Jacqui. That's really something."
Then she excitedly asked, "What about you? Did you touch yourself after? I mean, you must have. Didn't you? How could you not have?"
Jeez. Did I ever! All night, over and over! But I wasn't going to tell her that.
So I lied.
"Nah. I just came home and played video games."
But she didn't believe me for a second. She hit me on the shoulder, playfully, but pretty hard. "Remember, James. No lies. Only the truth. I told you the truth. You need to tell me. It's only fair."
But I couldn't admit to it. This was embarrassment on top of embarrassment. Bad enough that she saw me completely naked! And now she wanted me to tell her that I thought about it and played with myself??? There was no way. So I doubled down on my lie. "Seriously, Jacqui. I didn't. I got home last night and had to help my mom with something."
She hit me again. "James Emerson Bradley! You are so full of shit! Just for that, I'm going to embarrass you even worse next time in front of my friends," she teased. "Maybe I'll even take the book away next time and let them see that you're hard! That would be pretty funny. I mean, to me, anyway!"
Well, if I wasn't all the way hard before, I was now. Because that's exactly what I was thinking about when I was playing with myself just an hour ago.
"So fine, James," she said. "I won't push it. But what about today? When you were at home not helping your mom. Did you play with yourself today?"
I really have never lied to Jacqui, but this was awfully personal. She saw me hesitating.
"Come on, James. It's fun. I told you about me. I even showed you. So now you have to tell me about you."
I got pretty flushed, but I quietly admitted, "Yeah. Okay. I did. This afternoon. I was thinking about it."
She was really interested. She wasn't even teasing me or anything. She really genuinely wanted to know about it. She was just really curious. "Tell me everything," she said. "What were you thinking about? Be specific. I want to know every detail. You understand, James? Every detail!"
My throat was so tight, I could hardly speak. So I just said, "Um, about today. In the courtyard."
She seemed confused.
"Why were you thinking about that? I figured you'd be thinking about when I saw you naked yesterday. Nothing happened in the courtyard today. Why was that so interesting?" Again, she really wanted to know. And even though I've never had any problem saying anything in front of her, this was pretty embarrassing. I didn't want to lie, but I sure wasn't going to tell her everything.
"Um, well, I guess I was thinking about when you threatened to take the book away and show your friends."
She jumped up. "Oh my god, James! That was exciting to you?"
She was all smiles, and it made me relax. It actually felt kind of nice to talk about it.
"Yeah, actually. It was. But as I imagined it, I imagined that you actually took the book away and they saw it."
"You mean, through your pants."
I hesitated.
"Oh my god! James Emerson Bradley! You imagined that they all saw you naked??? That's what you thought of when you played with yourself???"
I made a face, confessing to the fantasy.
She got way up on her knees again, eager for more information. "Okay, so hold on. How did they see you naked?"
Wow. Was I really going to tell her? "Come on, Jacqui. I can't tell you everything. It's really embarrassing."
"James! Come on! I basically demonstrated for you what I did. I practically gave you a show and tell! So I want details. Or else," she said, jokingly threating me (or maybe half-jokingly).
I couldn't even look her in the eye. I was looking down, and I kind of quietly said, "Well, Christine and Tracy held me by my arms..."
Jacqui immediately started laughing.
"Hey!" I said. "I'm telling you, okay??? This isn't easy!!! But I'm trying to tell you the truth! So don't laugh at me!"
She stifled her laughter and apologized. But I could tell she was still laughing at me on the inside.
"I'm sorry, James. You're right. No laughing. Go on. So Christine and Tracy were holding you by the arms. Oh, my. I can picture it. Poor James! So helpless against the girls! So what happened next?"
I looked and she was starting to rub her hips against the cushion of the couch a little bit. That made me relax just a little.
"So... you told Laura to pull my pants down." I couldn't believe the words came out of my mouth. I never thought I'd tell anyone about this ever! But Jacqui had some kind of control over me, at least in that moment.
She was really moving her hips now.
"Oh my god. James. Tracy just pulled your pants down? Wait... just your pants, or your underwear too."
I quietly admitted, "Everything."
She was rubbing so hard against the couch now, it was crazy.
"And did you like it when they saw you?"
I was real quiet now. "Well, it was embarrassing but also exciting. They were all looking."
"And what happened next?" she asked quietly. Her rubbing had slowed.
"It's embarrassing."
"Really, James. I don't think you can be any more embarrassed than you were yesterday. So tell me. What happened next?"
"Um, they were laughing and pointing at it... and you said..."
"What did I say?"
"Um, you were laughing and saying, "See? He does that when he's nervous."
She stopped rubbing and a kind of quick shiver came over her body. I don't think she actually had an orgasm. I think it was way too small for that. More like she was shaking off all the rubbing so she could come back to earth. And she held my hand, in a really sweet and kind way. "That's amazing, James. Wow. I mean, it sounds awfully embarrassing. You would like that? I mean, would you want that to really happen? For my friends to strip you like that and see you naked? Because i can make that happen, if you want."
"No! No! Not for real. It was just in my mind. I'd be crazy embarrassed if that ever happened. I mean, it was bad enough yesterday just in front of you. And we're best friends. So, yeah. Okay? I imagined it about them, but I'd never want that to actually happen."
She thought about what I had said for a minute, and she let it sink in.
Then she abruptly said, "Okay. Thanks for being honest. So your turn now. Any questions for me?"
Honestly, I couldn't think of a thing. My mind was completely blank. I was still recovering from having told her my fantasy.
"Um, not really, I guess."
"Okay," she said. "Then my turn again."
"Okay."
"Here's my next question, James. Would you want to see me naked?"
Oh my god. Would I want to see her naked? Absolutely! Of course! Was she kidding???
But once again, I tried to play it cool. "Oh, I don't know. I guess."
She seemed genuinely shocked and insulted, and I immediately knew it was the wrong answer.
"You guess???"
I tried to backpedal without sounding creepy. "I mean, okay. Yes. Of course. If you took off your clothes, I would look. I might not stare, the way you did yesterday, but yeah. I would peek, at least." That was a huge lie. I would stare and stare and stare and stare...
And then, oh Jeez. She put her hands on the bottom of her half shirt and lifted it like an inch. She didn't show anything, but it drove me crazy. "So if I took off my shirt right now, you would just take a peek?" She continued to play with the bottom of her shirt, teasing me with each little tiny movement. I was a gonner.
"Um, yeah," I said, my voice very dry again. "Yeah. I would peek."
She dropped her hands, letting her shirt fall back into place, and hit me in the shoulder again. "You are nothing but a big fat liar. You're saying that if I stood up right now and took off my shorts and my top, you wouldn't stare?"
And she stood up right in front of me, turned her back to me, and pulled her shirt up over her head and held it in her hands, still with her back to me. Oh my god. I was looking at Jacqui's naked back! She wasn't wearing a shirt... right in front of me! All she'd have to do is turn around, and I'd see everything!
"Well, I'd peek, for sure."
"Right. You'd just peek. If I dropped my shirt on the floor..." and she actually dropped her shirt on the floor... "and I turned around to face you..." she crossed her arms over her chest, hiding her boobs, and turned to face me, keeping her arms across her chest... "you would just take a peek?"
I just swallowed. I couldn't even speak. I was just staring, praying that she would move her arms.
"And if I moved my arms away, you'd just take a peek???"
I couldn't bring myself to admit that I would stare. So I just said, "Yeah..." I was such an idiot!
"That's a load of shit," she said, as she turned her back to me, reached down for her shirt, and put it back on. "And just for that, we're going to move on to the next activity." She sat back down on the couch, criss-cross style, facing me.
"The next activity?" I asked.
"That's right. Because now is the time for you to take off your clothes."
I swallowed.
"And I don't mean like yesterday. Yesterday I saw your penis and balls. But I didn't see everything. So today, I'm going to see everything. Yesterday, I never got to see your butt. And you still had the gown around your chest. And you still were wearing your underwear."
"I was not wearing my underwear!
"You absolutely were, James. Your underwear was around your ankles. So today, you're going to take everything off. Every single thing that you're wearing. Your shirt, your shorts, your shoes, your socks, your underwear. Everything! I want to see you completely and absolutely naked. Nothing on. Everything off. Do you understand?"
"Jacqui! You already saw me naked yesterday!"
Then she almost started begging. "But James! It wasn't enough! It wasn't long enough." Then she looked down at my shorts. "Well, I don't mean it wasn't long enough! Haha." She laughed at her own joke. Then she continued, "But seriously. I need to see you absolutely naked. Absolutely nothing on."
"But why?"
"Oh my god, James. Why not? Because you're cute. Because I've never seen one before. Because I need to study everything about it. Because I like seeing you all cute and embarrassed. All of those things. Okay? So let's go. Start stripping, please."
And she just sat back down on the couch and waited, like she had ordered a hamburger or something.
I was frozen.
She was getting impatient.
"Oh my god, James. Do I need to do it for you?" And she dropped down to the floor and started untying my shoes. I didn't stop her, but I didn't help either. She got my shoes and socks off and put them at the edge of the couch. Then she stood up.
"Arms up, James."
"What???"
"Arms up! Let's go!"
I didn't know what to do. I put my arms up, and she just lifted my shirt right off of me and put it over with my shoes and socks.
"See? That wasn't so difficult. Now you do the rest."
"Jacqui, I can't! It's too much!"
"Jeez, James. You're a bigger baby than I thought. Okay. Stand up."
I didn't move.
She took me by the hands and pulled me to my feet. "Stand up!" Again, I didn't resist, but I wasn't exactly helping.
Without warning, she reached down and pulled my basketball shorts down to my ankles.
"Okay, James. Good. Now step out of them." I hesitated. So she lifted one leg, moved my foot, and put it back down, and then did the same with the other leg.
I was wearing white briefs and I immediately covered myself with both hands so she wouldn't see that I was hard.
"Now go stand over there," she said, pointing to an area about five feet in front of the couch. I walked over, still covering. She sat on the couch and looked at me.
"Okay, well, you're cute. I'll give you that, James. You're cute in your underwear. I think you should just be in your underwear whenever you come over. So we might have to think about that. But I have a few questions before I make you get all the way naked."
"Um, okay?"
"Are you nervous?"
I nodded. I couldn't speak.
"That's cute. And are you hard?"
I didn't move.
"Jeez, James. Okay. Put your hands down. Let me see if you're hard."
I couldn't move.
"James! Come on! You promised! Now put your hands down!"
I still couldn't move.
"James. Oh my gosh. I'm telling you. Either do what I say, or seriously... I'm going to get you naked and actually invite Christine, Tracy, and Laura to come over and see you for real. Penis and balls and everything. Understand? Now move your hands!"
I slowly moved my hands to my side. Somehow standing there in my underwear was even more embarrassing than when I had been naked on the exam table. Maybe it's because yesterday was an accident, but today, she was ordering me around... and I was following her orders. It gave me butterflies in my stomach.
She looked at my boner through my underwear! "Oh, wow. You are hard! That's so cool! I can't wait to see it again! Seriously! I can't wait. Oh my god, James. I'm going to study it soooo close. So how does it feel to know you're about to be completely naked in front of me?"
"Come on, Jacqui. It's embarrassing!"
"I think it's cute that I make you nervous. I really do. Oh my god, you're cute all embarrassed. I think it's mostly about your eyes. It's really exciting to me, I'll admit. And I bet you're wishing now that you had been honest about wanting to look at me naked. Because if you had, you'd be sitting on the couch watching me in my underwear in front of you, instead of the other way around. That's pretty funny, isn't it?"
Jeez. She was right. What an idiot I am. I could have been looking at Jacqui's naked body. What a dummy!
"Okay, James. It's time. Underwear off."
"I can't, Jacqui. I'm too nervous." I covered again with my hands.
"Really, James. Are you going to make me do everything? And you do know that I am seriously going to really embarrass you in front of my friends because you're not following directions. Right? You know that, right? I mean, who knows! Maybe your wish will come true and Christine, Tracy, and Laura will pull your pants and underwear down! Because trust me, I can make that happen."
"Okay! okay! You win! I'll do it!"
"Goody," she squealed, hopping back to her criss-cross position on the couch. "Let's see it all!" She leaned way forward. I think she just about fell off the couch, she was leaning so far forward.
I pulled my underwear down, trying to cover up as much as possible as I did. I got them down, and I stepped out of them, and I stood there covering my penis and balls with both hands.
Jacqui quickly scrambled over and collected my underwear and put it with my other clothes. Then she sat back down on the couch and looked at me.
"Wow, James! You look great! I mean, really cute. All naked and nervous. Are you nervous?"
"Yeah." Jeez. I had never been more nervous in my life.
"That's perfect. I like you nervous. I mean, I really like it. You know what I mean? And are you embarrassed?"
"Oh my gosh. Jacqui! Yes! This is crazy embarrassing! I'm naked and you're staring right at me!"
"Oh, don't worry. It's going to get a lot more embarrassing than that. Just wait till I tell you to uncover and show me everything!"
I was just all red and trembling a little bit. She was so in control... of the situation... and of me.
"Alright, James. Now close your eyes."
"What?"
"Close your eyes!"
I remained covering and I closed my eyes.
She said, "Okay. Now count to 20."
I started counting out loud. "1... 2... 3..." I had no idea what was going on. Was she going to look at me from behind and see my butt? I had no idea. Was she going to pull my hands away?
"18... 19... 20." I opened my eyes, and she was just still sitting there on the couch, but she had this crazy grin.
"Look around, James," she said.
Still covering, I looked around.
"What do you see? Or should I say, what do you not see?"
I looked around again. I had no idea.
"I give up, Jacqui. What is it?"
"I STOLE YOUR CLOTHES! You have to stay naked all afternoon until I give you your clothes back! How about that!" And she started laughing at me.
Oh my god. She was right! I looked around, and I had no idea where my clothes were!
"Jacqui! Come on! That's not fair!"
"I think it's plenty fair," she said through her laughter. You lied to me before, right? At least three times. You lied about helping your mom, and you lied about not playing with yourself yesterday, and you lied about not wanting to see me naked. Wow, I bet you're sure mad at yourself about that one, aren't you! Because then you'd be enjoying looking at my naked body right now instead of the other way around! Oh well! Too bad! That's what you get for lying!" She was so pleased with herself.
"Jacqui! Where are my clothes???"
"I told you, James! You're not getting them back until I say! So I get you naked all afternoon. I would think you would like that! After all, you were playing with yourself to it! Or maybe you're disappointed that it's just me. Is that disappointing? Maybe you'd prefer if I invited over Christine and Laura and Tracy? Should I text them right now?" And she actually picked up her phone! I panicked!
"No! Please! Come on! Anything! You win! I'll stay naked all afternoon!"
"Okay. Tell you what. You play by my rules, and we'll keep it just the two of us. But anything I don't like, and I mean anything..." and she picked up her phone and waved it at me like a warning... "and I'm texting them to come over. And don't think I won't do it!"
"Jacqui!!!"
"Oh, James. Don't pretend you wouldn't love it! After all, that's what you said you were playing with yourself to!" She thought it was the funniest thing in the world.
"No, please! Okay. Put the phone down." Oh my god. This was embarrassing enough with just Jacqui! I think I'd absolutely die of embarrassment if she invited over even just one of those other girls! "I swear! I'll do whatever you say, okay. Just let's keep it you and me. Okay?"
Jacqui smiled. "Great, James. I think that's a good choice!"
She thought for a minute. "Tell you what," she said. "Let's start easy with a little game."
A game? Gulp...
Last edited by EverythingOff on Thu Oct 09, 2025 11:23 pm, edited 4 times in total.
EverythingOff wrote:
"And I bet you're wishing now that you had been honest about wanting to look at me naked. Because if you had, you'd be sitting on the couch
watching me in my underwear in front of you, instead of the other way around."
This reminds me of a Bill Withers song from 1981, "Just the Two of Us".
I think this is how the chorus went.
Just the two of us
we can get naked if we try
Just the two of us
If you don't lie
Just the two of us
No clothes in my garage up in the sky
Just the two of us
all because you lied
TeenFan wrote: Sun Oct 05, 2025 9:56 am
EverythingOff wrote:
"And I bet you're wishing now that you had been honest about wanting to look at me naked. Because if you had, you'd be sitting on the couch
watching me in my underwear in front of you, instead of the other way around."
This reminds me of a Bill Withers song from 1981, "Just the Two of Us".
I think this is how the chorus went.
Just the two of us
we can get naked if we try
Just the two of us
If you don't lie
Just the two of us
No clothes in my garage up in the sky
Just the two of us
all because you lied
Hmmm... I kind of like that song. Gee, I wonder if she'll write out the lyrics and make him sing it to her along with a Karaoke track!
Let her have all the power and he has all the humiliation.
