“You really have a dirty mind,” Stephanie said, flashing Donald her most seductive smile. “Now go wash your dirty hands so that we can get into bed and do some dirty things.”
“Will you talk dirty tonight while we’re making love?” Donald asked. “I love it when women talk dirty to me.”
“Get your dirty ass into the bathroom and wash those dirty hands of yours real good,” Stephanie said in a stern tone. “But don’t you dare get my towels dirty, though, or I’ll take that Forbes magazine with your picture on the cover and spank you with it.”
“Ooh, that would be a dirty trick, Stephanie,” Donald said. “I love it. And will you do a golden shower on me while I’m lying on the bed.”
“You want me to pee on you?” Stephanie said. “No way, Donald. What do you think I am, some Russian hooker? You bastard. I’m not a hooker, I’m an adult film actress, and don’t you forget it.”
“Okay, fine, don’t be so angry,” Donald said. “But you can never tell anyone about this night. I’m married and my new, immigrant wife just had a baby. Besides, someday I might just run for President of the United States and I can’t have anyone finding out that I slept with a porn star. I’ll have my lawyer, Michael, reach out to you about paying you off to keep quiet.”
“I don’t want any of your dirty money, Donald,” Stephanie said.
“We’re talking six figures,” Donald said.
“Okay, fine,” Stephanie said. “But hand me that Forbes, drop your pants, and bend over the end of the bed. You’ve been a dirty boy and momma’s gonna spank her dirty little Donnie.”