‘Okay…’ I frowned.‘But what if there are comments that are shitty?’
‘I’m not on social media so I won’t see them.And anyway, if they don’t see my face, body or any identifying features, what are they going to criticise?My hat?I can live with that.’
Good point.
‘Maybe we should take some time to think about it.So I know that you’re really sure.You could still be in some sort of post-orgasm haze.I need to know that you’re making a decision with a clear head,’ I insisted.
‘Honestly, I’mfine! I’m tired of overthinking stuff.If I’d had too long to think about us hooking up, I never would’ve done it and I would’ve missed out on five mind-blowing orgasms.Imagine!That would’ve been a travesty.My poor pussy would never have forgiven me!’
She laughed and the sweet sound made my chest inflate.
‘Look, I came here to find my Mr Right and although we’re not gonna sail off into the sunset together and live happily ever after, I’m realising that doesn’t have to mean that the holiday is a disaster.Life can’t always be perfect.Sometimes it doesn’t have to be all about finding Mr Right.Sometimes having a fun experience with Mr RightNowis enough.’
‘I like your thinking,’ I nodded.
‘I know, right?Look at me sounding all mature and wise and shit!All joking aside, it’s true though.I also came here to push myself out of my comfort zone and I feel like I’ve been doing that.I’ve ridden a horse, for God’s sake!I’ve started taking photos again and allowing myself to be in them, which is a big deal for me.AndI’ve had a reckless one-night stand – something I never thought I’d do.So why not continue my crazy streak by going totally wild and allowing you to post a photo of me on Instagram!’ She laughed again.
‘Okay.Thank you.I really appreciate you helping me out.We’ll do it later,’ I said, not wanting to interrupt our morning by posting.I’d rather spend that time with her.
‘You’re welcome.’
The fact that Halle offered to do this for me meant a lot.There weren’t many people who’d try to help me out – especially if it was something that involved a personal sacrifice.
I could thank her a thousand times, but it’d be better if I showed her.
‘To demonstrate my appreciation, I’d like to go down on you.Unless you have any objections?’
My cell buzzed again, making us both jump.
Halle picked it up before I got the chance to get to it.
‘Yikes!’ Her eyes bulged and my stomach tensed.My messages were previewed on the home screen so Halle would be able to read at least the first few lines of whatever had been sent.And if it was who I thought it was, it’d be bad news.‘I’m guessing Wilma’s your agent, right?’
‘Yeah…’ I said, even more worried about what she’d seen.
‘Well, Wilma needs to work on her bedside manner and be more polite.’
‘What did she say?’
‘She said, and I quote: “What the fuck are you playing at?Post the fucking photo of your match unless you want me to come down to the hotel and cut your fucking dick off!” I guess she really wants you to post a photo!’ Halle laughed before handing me the phone.
I exhaled, relieved that Wilma hadn’t said anything more incriminating.
‘Yeah.’
‘Well, after experiencing the pleasure your dick brings, I cannot in good conscience allow her to destroy it.So if I hadn’t already decided to let you post a photo before, that definitely would’ve changed my mind.Jake Myers’s dick must be protected at all costs!’ she chuckled.
‘Thank you.My dick appreciates your concern for its wellbeing!’ I laughed and my shoulders loosened.
‘So go on then, do it.Let’s get Wilma the evil dick slayer off your back.’
‘Sure?’
‘Yes!’
I could tell she was tired of me asking and double-checking but I didn’t care.I had to be sure, because something told me that once I posted this photo, even without her showing her face, there was a chance that there was no going back.
‘And you know that if I post this, it might not be as easy and straightforward as you think?If someone really wants to find you, they can.’
