The next day Nick and Sam were in his garage where he had his punching bag set up and he put down some mats. She was having him hit the punching bags first.
"Come on, Nick. Don't be a pussy! Hit the damn bag. I got it. I'm not a sissy. I can hold onto it."
"Did you really just call me a pussy?" He laughed.
"Sure did. If you don't hit this bag like you got some balls, I'll make you wear my pink gloves and a dress later."
He shook his head and started punching harder.
"Yes! Good. Harder…. Harder... Nick... HARDER!"
Hearing her say that he stopped and started laughing. Almost doubling over in laughter from the way it almost sounded erotic in nature.
"What?" She finally realized why he was laughing. "Oh... haha. You think you're so funny."
"If you want me to go harder baby you don't have to beg for it. I know you think I'm hot, but damn." He stepped back laughing.