“So, what did you girls get up to?” I ask, changing the subject for her.
“Oh my god, look what I got!” Lottie starts bouncing up and down on her bed. The next thing I know, she’s whipping off her shirt and, on her ribcage, just under her breast, is a bandage.
“Shit, baby. Did you hurt yourself?”
I know concern must be etched all over my face as I stare at her through the screen.
She starts giggling again. “No, silly, look.” She removes the tape holding the bandage in place and that’s when I see a tiny tattoo marring her skin.
“Holy fuck, Lottie. You got a tattoo?” I’m trying to get a better look to see what it is.
“I did! Isn’t it so pretty?”
“It’s beautiful. What does it say?” I still can’t see, she’s too far away.
“It’s a quill with ‘the rest is still unwritten’ next to it.” She beams at me, that beautiful smile taking over her face.
“I love it. It’s so you, sweetheart. Make sure to put the bandage back on properly and clean it in the morning.”
“I will. Tell me about your game, J. I know you won, obviously, but tell me everything.”
I start to tell her about the game when I notice a package by the side of her bed.
“Lottie? What’s on your bedside cabinet?” I point at the offending item.
“Oh, that. Kayla took us to a sex toy shop and thought it would be a good idea to get me one of these seeing as you’re going to be away a lot. But I have no idea how to use it or what it actually does. You should have seen what Alyssa was buying though.”
In a stage whisper, she says, “She bought a butt plug!”
“Oh my god, please don’t tell me any more about what my sister bought. The less I know the better. Hold up the toy you’ve got to the camera so I can see it better, baby.”
She holds up the small packet close to the screen and it’s a clitoral stimulator in the shape of a rose. I wonder if she’s down for a little tutorial?
“Kayla said I need to master the art of self-care for when you’re away.” I love the way she uses little air quotes when she says self-care.
“You want me to talk you through how to use it?” I might as well ask while her inhibitions are lowered.
She assesses the toy once more and then shrugs. “Ok, professor, show me how to use it.”
Fuck. Me. This girl will be the death of me. Always acting so innocent when deep down she’s anything but.
“Ok, first things first, lose the shirt,” I command as I also remove mine. Fair is fair after all.
Lottie puts the phone down, and when she comes back, she’s completely naked.
“No panties?”
“I took them off too. I figured you were going to tell me to remove them anyway.” She bites her bottom lip, and all I want to do is jump through the phone and bite it myself.
“Have you got something to prop your phone up on? I want to be able to see all of you while we’re doing this.” She searches round the room while I do the same. Luckily, I’m not sharing a room tonight, or this could be awkward to explain.
“There, done it.” And there she is in all her glory.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking sexy.” She blushes at my words. I don’t think she’ll ever stop doing so, and to be honest, I don’t want her to.
“Ok, so take the toy out of its packaging and let's see what we’re working with.”
Lottie takes it out and examines it rather closely. “J? It has a hole in it. I think it’s broken.” She pouts. Full on pouts, and I can’t help but laugh.