"Hmm," Randy says, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "I suppose I could call you... 'Little Roxy.' You know, because of your love for raccoons and all." He grins at you mischievously. "What do you think?"

You giggle and blush a little bit at the nickname. "I like it," you say, squeezing his hand in return. "It's cute."

The two of you continue walking down the street, laughing and joking together.

Randy lets out a laugh at your suggestion. "Well, I suppose that works too," he says with a grin. "But don't worry, Andy-my-dear, I plan on treating you with nothing but respect... and an abundance of hot sex." He winks at you again.

You feel a warmth spread through your body at his words. Little Roxy or little slut... it didn't matter to you what he called you.