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Along For The Ride

“Jack, sweetie, I don’t think I can eat another bite,” Mandy moaned as she let her silverware clatter onto her recently emptied plate. Leaning back in her chair and loudly exhaling, Mandy desperately tried to relieve some of her latest discomfort stemming from her overstuffed midsection. Like most every night when Jack and Mandy sat down for a meal together, Mandy was treated to a sumptuous feast courtesy of her adoring boyfriend, full of delightful tastes, textures, and flavors that most could never hope to experience. For Mandy, it was the best deal she could have ever hoped for. With Jack being such an incredible cook, coupled with being a man who took great pride in having a spotless kitchen after every meal, Mandy simply had to indulge without worry. In a way, Mandy almost felt guilty for how little she contributed in their relationship sometimes, at least when it came to chores, but she knew that she had her own role to play in their special relationship. “Oh come on babe