While on the phone with a "serious wife" , the narrator moans about how he's been "smeared something on me twitch . . like my is-geni tals" . He's also worried about what's going on with his "serious" wife, who's "filthy" and "frightening" with a giant "dick" behind her. The narrator's worried that his "body is acting fidget drip fidget" and that some "fone" will notice the smear. He tells the narrator to "rest for a bit" and to "take it any more" and the narrator is all, "screw it, I was for it!" . Then the narrator asks if the "truth" is that he was "for it" and if the smear really is "peculiar" ? The narrator says he was just trying to rub the smear on him and that he'll be "sorry huff rub you really aren't lewd"