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The odd happenings of Saturday March 16th | signal1 | 4

 

As you flip open the phone, a reminder message appears to call Steve for work. His number is tacked on the bottom of the message and makes you wonder what a knock out girl like Sue would be doing as a job. Word was around school that she made her boyfriends pay for everything; so what use would cash be to her?

You quickly dial the number and find that it is already saved in the contact list. A picture also comes up of a strong, bald man smiling. Any other time you would have dismissed him as a jock or bodybuilder but with the amount of new horomones flowing you are not quite sure what to think. Hesitant, you hit "SEND" and hear the dial tone.

Listening to the dialtone seems to take an eternity, finally as you are about to give up a low deep voice comes over the speaker. "Hello there sweetcheeks, I was beginning to think you forgot that you are on today." His words drip of oil as you feel every word he says move past your ears and trickle down your spine. Random feelings - not your own - come coursing up as you are only able to squeak back. Your hand absentmindedly moving to your crotch slowly rubbing your lower lips.

"I am sorry Stevie, I didn't forget, what am I doing today?"

 

What does Stevie got in mind?


          His mind is on getting you to work, yours is on frigging yourself

 
 
 

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