After stroking my hair he proceeded to walk to the fridge. He grabbed two pieces of Bologna. He walked over to me and slapped me in the face with the meat. He then placed both slices of Bologna on each nipple and told me to eat them. I was upset because there wasn't any cheese. He walked back to fridge and grabbed cheese and bread. After smacking me with those he made two Bologna, cheese, and nipple sandwiches. I was fulfilled. To be continued.