StatMan12
Because you're different. You don't want anything from me except honesty.
Yoga4Lyfe
That's all anyone should want.
StatMan12
You'd be surprised how rare that is.
We talk for another hour. He tells me about the pressure of performing when everyone's watching. I tell him about trying to prove I'm more than useful. We dance around specifics, keeping our real identities hidden, but the emotional honesty cuts deeper than any confession.
There’s something fun in texting this stranger about my life.
StatMan12
So, what? You have a list of dirty things you want to try?
My cheeks flush. The Naughty Girl Scout List sits folded in my nightstand drawer. I haven't looked at it in days but I know every word by heart.
Yoga4Lyfe
Yeah, but… the list is too embarrassing.
StatMan12
Nothing you want is embarrassing. Tell me one thing.
I close my eyes and type before I can talk myself out of it.
Yoga4Lyfe
1, let a man talk filthy to me without flinching and 2, sext until the phone dies.
The reply comes fast.
StatMan12
Please say that you want to use me to fulfill your wish list.
My breath catches.
Yoga4Lyfe
You don't even know what I look like.
StatMan12
I've seen your profile. I've talked to you enough to know you're hot. Plus, I know I'm hard just thinkingabout you.
Heat floods through me, settling low in my belly. My thighs press together.
Yoga4Lyfe
You can't say things like that.
StatMan12
