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āMannn oh man! Now see? This is what the late nights be all about! Just check the peach on out!ā
Words couldnāt describe the hot-blooded excitement that could be derived from such late night acts! Privacy was paramount, an empty home and the emptiest room save for himself and the golden device better known as a cell phone within his hand. Right now matter definitely scaled over mind as provocative images were splayed upon the front of his touch screen in all times of fashion. Those delectable curves that could put the moon itself to shame, even the finest statues made by man kind could hope to compare! Just what did this happen to be?
...
Butts.
Clad in all sorts of swimsuit attire, shape and appearance that made him either go slack jawed or some clumsy awed breath taken. Before the next tap upon the button could be made upon the virtual screen, the sole gateway between him and more risque content, a ringtone jolted from his phone so suddenly that it nearly made him thrash out of his bed! Normally this wouldnāt be an issue, something to laugh off, ignore and just continue on with talking at a later date. (At least some hours later!) But no, ooooh no. This wasnāt anyone.
It was someone who held such a master over technology that only the devilishly high levels security could keep them safe.
Thereās no way, there couldnāt be any damn way! Why would she be ringing him up at this exact time!? Her dog is missing? (She doesnāt have one!) Maybe sheās too lazy to buy a bag of chips? (Actually plausible!) That Futaba styled icon held the inevitably truth of what snared her unique brand of attention. The only thing he could do...
Was just press the damn button.
It hadnāt even been five seconds and he already wished he hadnāt pressed the button. Sheer panic coursed through his veins as hesitation at this point was deadly. Too damn deadly! He needs to appease her!
Damn it he can already feel a nervous sweat coming!
[Txt]: WHOA WHOA HOLD THE PHONE LITERALLY HOLD THE PHONE
[Txt]: YOU CAN SEE WHATāS GOING ON MY PHONE THAT-- AND GOD OH MY EFFING GOD WAIT YOU-
[Txt]: AND ALL OF
[Txt]: ...........
[Txt]: THINK ABOUT WHAT YOUāRE ASKING FOR HERE! OF ALL THE THINGS, THAT CANāT BE ONE REALM YOU WANT TO DIVE OFF INTO!
