Sashamonae was laid out on the couch in the game room when I ran into her. We said a quick hello… then as I walked by, BOOM — she let out a loud fart. That’s when I knew I had to make a move. I told her, “Come back to my place—I’ll make it worth your while.” She hesitated. Gave me that look like I was wild. Then I told her what I really wanted: to bend her over the kitchen counter and have her fart in my face. She was definitely weirded out at first. But once I sent a little gift to her phone… her whole attitude changed. Now she’s bent over the counter, looking back while dropping loud, gassy blasts right into my face. Funky. Wet. Non-stop. This is how it all started.