Wild Night

She apologises profusely and pulls a plug out of the wall. The sofa immediately stops its crazy rocking motion. "Sorry," you say, blushing, "It's just that I've never been on a revolving sofa before." "That's okay, hun," she whispers softly as she wipes your vomit from her hair.

WHAT A WILD NIGHT! GO TO THE START AND SEE IF YOU CAN HAVE A WILDER ONE!!! WOOOO