TSPR/Damn, woman! That is sick. I'm out of here.

The woman reddens and looks like she's about to cry. You pull your fingers out of her and turn, as if you're going to walk away.

"Wait!" she says. "There's nothing... There's nothing wrong with me. I like cock. I love cock! I wouldn't think such... such horrible thoughts if I had a man to satisfy me."

You stand there, acting like you're considering her words carefully.