Cocking his head, Dylan tried to think of which one it might be.
Is it fun? Should I come over?
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
No
Dylan frowned, unsure which question that was an answer to.
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
It's lame
Ah, the party then. Good.
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
Y u txt me?
Need some new material for the spank bank
Send me a photo
His phone went silent again. Long enough Dylan was about to give up and open Rockr, try fishing in gayer waters, when —
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
Im str8
Straight guys don't send dick pics?
Since when?
[Bobo Fresa]:
don't want you anywhere near my dick
Dylan's pulse thrummed as he seized the moment.
Tell that to my tonsils
The ones you coated in your jizz when I sucked you off
[Bobo Fresa]:
U CANT TEXT ME THAT SHIT
Sure i can. Free speech.
Delete your chat log and history if you don't want anyone to see
Dylan thought a minute.
No one's got a nanny app on your phone, right?
[ Bobo Fresa ]:
NO
