At midnight when Edison finally cleaned up the clinic and got ready to sleep, his phone screen lit up.
He picked up his phone and saw several text messages sent from Sally. Why did she send me messages at midnight? Is this something urgent?
The messages said, “Edison, come to the city tomorrow. I want your massage.”
“Have you gone to bed? I can pick you up tomorrow. All I want is your hands on my body.”
“Why are you ignoring my messages? I want your hands on my face, chest, and p***y. You know where to find the switches on my body.”
Her messages made Edison feel like hearing her sweet voice like she was just standing beside him. She sent him these at ten o’clock when Edison was busy with cooking the medicine. He had had no time to check his phone.
Edison replied: Yo
