"I'll do my best, you don't have a weak heart, do you? Only that's something I need to know about, I should've made you fill out a full medical questionairre before I started shagging you, absolve myself of responsibility, you know?" she replied, with a grin, not that she doubted for a moment he could handle her. It wasn't like he was some feeble old man.
She gave him a look at his next comment. Maybe a different plan was needed, maybe she should shut him up, that seemed like a plan, though admittedly not one she was as in favour of. "Yeah well maybe that's how it was in the 50s, but when I went to school they taught us all sorts, I even took CDT, and get this boys took home economics, straight ones and everything." This really was terrible, once again she didn't know whether she wanted to kiss him or hit him. Both seemed like a good idea, simultaneously, though the former was in the lead somewhat. She felt strangely hot, and a bit flustered, though she was managing to control that purely to keep this going, to see what he'd say next, to see what was going to push her over edge, or shortwire her brain and leave her with nothing but silence and the very real urge to be pushed up against the wall.
"Sorry, keep forgetting, I'm the beauty in this relationship, right? A nice bit of arm candy?"