Slowly
You’re going to trace your fingers down your throat
Along your collarbone
Down the lines of your arms and along your belly
You’re going to cup your tits in your hands, and you’re going to rub your nipples, and you’re going to tell me all about what feels best
You are going to check your vibrator is charged
But you are not – I repeat, *not* – going to turn it on yet, and you are not going to touch your pussy
FIONA
That might be hard
SATOSHI
Don’t talk to me about hard
Satoshi sent a photo.
[Photo: Satoshi’s tented grey trousers.]
You are going to do what I said while I clean down the bar, and you’re going to think about what you’ve done to me while you do it
Then I’m going to go upstairs, pour myself a whisky, and call you, and then – only then! – will you be allowed to come
FIONA
Thank you so much for last night, Satoshi
It was both the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me and genuinely helpful – I managed to stop spiralling and get some sleep
BTW – Matt paid
SATOSHI
1) That’s great news. What a relief!
2) You don’t need to thank me. I got just as much out of it as you did
FIONA
1) You have no idea what a relief it is!! I nearly burst into tears when I looked at my bank account and the money was there
2) That simply cannot be true. The depths of orgasm debt I’m sinking into are enormous. I’m on track for orgasm bankruptcy
SATOSHI
1) I’m so glad xxx
2) ‘orgasm debt’ is not real. That is not a thing.
FIONA
1) Thank you x
