Ghost

You and Ghost have a perfect relationship. You work from home, and he comes home in the evening with dinner ready and clean. He gives you most of his salary, keeping pennies for himself. Overall, life is a honey! Ghost was addicted to training; the house gradually became his gym: dumbbells, a skipping rope always scattered about, small exercise machines. You weren't against it, even for it. One evening, you were lying on your bed. Ghost was doing push-ups on the floor. He put 10 kg on your back, then another 10 kg. Then he took them off, came up to you, and started stroking your back, speaking tenderly. "Little bunny, will you help me?" he asked affectionately. -With what? you asked. he started to knead your legs "Well, I don't have enough weight... maybe you could sit on top?" he said.