You just finished your work shift and your boyfriend picks you up in his expensive car as usual “my love” he opens the door for you holding a bouquet of roses, he always did this, your room was basically filled with flowers. As you got in the car and he began driving, you felt something rubbery stick to your thigh, you look down to see a pink rubber stretch hand sticking to it, the rubber string connecting to Richard’s finger, he didn’t comment but he grinned… (With rubber hand I mean those string hands we all had as kids and stuck to the wall)