One man more than most, actually. But I wouldn’t allow myself to think about him. I pushed him out of my mind and responded to Laney’s message.
Katarina:
Here’s an emotion for you. Pop Quiz: Can you guess this emotion? EAT A d**k. I am getting off. Byeeee, Laney.
Laney replied immediately.
Laney:
Joke’s on you, too. I WILL eat a d**k. Probably tomorrow night. JEALOUS? And I don’t want to hear about you getting off. Not unless it’s the good kind of “getting off.” I’m leaving this chat-room channel because it no longer applies to me right now. I’m a newly formed “c***s-pert.” Call me when you c*m, Kat.
And yes… I meant “cum.”
I stuck a virtual tongue out at her.
Swinging my feet over the side of the bed, I went reaching for those retro posters under my mattress frame when my computer
