Princess or Goddess?

Until now, I don't know what I like best, being a princess or a goddess.

Here's the thing. I'm his princess when I am the one paying for an overnight stay, when I badly need a massage, when I'm sick, or when I'm feeling really down.

He calls me goddess when he's paying, because naturally I would have to be the one to perform, which is something we have agreed non-verbally.

Take for example last Sunday. I was paying, and he did not bother waiting for me to make the first move.

He saw me busy with his PSP, and yet he did not care and went ahead with foreplay, his way.

Then he mumbled something like, "Just keep on playing there, and I'll take care of everything down here."

Ha-ha! As if I could concentrate on a video game when heaven beckons! And he knows this; it just makes him laugh to see me try.