I don't need to, we did.
She is being fucking obtuse.
Me
I mean you and him. Fantasy to reality. You kissed, he fingered you. He likes you. Trust me, I'm a guy.
I flick on the feed, and she is on her bed, frowning.
I will probably burn in one of the lighter levels of hell for spying on her.
Lola
That wise? Trusting a guy?
Me
Ha.
And you're totally into him. Me, too. But I'm not the jealous type, and it's fucking hot knowing what you do.
Lola
...
Me
I'm not asking you to stop with me. I'm saying, why not explore your attraction by sleeping with him for real? And my only ask is to report to me what he did, how it felt.
Lola
Really???
Me
You don't have to. But I'm into it.
Lola
Your obsession with my attraction to Enzo is hot.
Me
Your obsession with my obsession about your attraction to your boss isincredibly hot.
Lola
Your obsession with my obsession about your obsession is as hot as the sun. Wait. Did I lose count?
Me
I don't think it matters.
She chews her lip.
Lola
I know you're into a lot of kinky stuff, but I don't know about Enzo. And it wouldn't be right if he didn't know about you.
