I let myself enjoy it, and he enjoyed my enjoyment. Porn I know all his buttons, I know how to get to him. We’d spent two years working in different cities, and commuting to see each other each week. So I gave up on my attempts to kill Kennedy, I let her live my worst fantasies. I’m supposed to be the one with the people skills, and Matt is the most transparent human being on the planet. He’d already been crying, Kennedy likes to reduce him to tears. He willingly let me abuse him, I had so much fun doing that, and so did he. My plan was to make things so unpleasant, he’d never want to see Kennedy again, talk about misreading a situation. I was also pissed. Again, I was surprised how much it turned me on. Matt was working at home, I transformed myself into Kennedy (you know the trick SuperMan does with that glasses, so no one recognizes him, that’s how I do it.) I just barged in and started being Kennedy.
