A bit dark.

"I might have borrowed something from your wife Iris a few hours ago. I will be up front, I don't intend to give it back to her."

"Actually, you don't seem so concerned about that, uh, Owen, right? Owen. You haven't even so much as let out a word of protest."

"I see now. You two were going to break up anyway. I don't blame you, she was quite the bitch. Only good thing about her was her body. I bet these tits are fun to play with, and I can't imagine any man would not want these legs wrapped around them. Well, if you didn't care for her personality, well you've still got ninety percent of her right here with a new personality, if you don't mind the head."

"Yes, that's it, god, life my dress up, oh, oh my, your hands are... god that feels good! I just realized these, they don't have a crotch and her panties are so small! Just push, OH, oh my god! I can see why I heard her moan from my house! Oh MY! OH MY!"