I would let her hog tie me and stomp on my balls until they’re as flat as a piece of paper whilst aiming at my head with a sawed off shotgun and threatening to blow my head off if I even get a slight hard on, which would result in me getting my head blown off before she even gets the chance to stomp on my balls. I would do anything just to smell that woman’s musk after she’s finished killing a whole group of O’Driscolls and I would gladly clean the dirt and blood off of every crevis of her body with only my tongue. I love you Sadie.