on the NC-17 side, guys
i got out of school today in a great mood - just spunky! i finished up a tough presentation in my Psych class and (after resisting for 20 minutes) called the boy (Art) while walking to the bus stop.
we talked for 35 minutes before my phone cut out
..he called back and we talked for another 15
[ending in my sending him an email]..
..
the email had four attachments;
a home-made graph correlating the number of moans inversely with the number of pieces of clothing on (get it? less clothing = more moans!)
another graph showing the types of girls who would be attracted to him based on these three variables; no glasses, normal glasses, and nerd glasses. there was about 20 girl types i went through, deciding the likiness of their finding him attractive in each case.
a picture of me, sans clothes, my fingers gripping my nipple and staring into the camera
another, full-body shot with my hand conveniently placed
..
then two hours later he calls me on the phone mid-moan,
breathing into my ear,
his familiar gasp, tucking the air in.
..
when he finished, nearly wimpering, he muttered
"oh, you probably have homework, don't you? i should probably let you go"
and he giggled
and hung up
..
..
[yeah, it coulda been weird for someone else, but i was all about it]
..
homework didnt happen
we talked for 35 minutes before my phone cut out
..he called back and we talked for another 15
[ending in my sending him an email]..
..
the email had four attachments;
a home-made graph correlating the number of moans inversely with the number of pieces of clothing on (get it? less clothing = more moans!)
another graph showing the types of girls who would be attracted to him based on these three variables; no glasses, normal glasses, and nerd glasses. there was about 20 girl types i went through, deciding the likiness of their finding him attractive in each case.
a picture of me, sans clothes, my fingers gripping my nipple and staring into the camera
another, full-body shot with my hand conveniently placed
..
then two hours later he calls me on the phone mid-moan,
breathing into my ear,
his familiar gasp, tucking the air in.
..
when he finished, nearly wimpering, he muttered
"oh, you probably have homework, don't you? i should probably let you go"
and he giggled
and hung up
..
..
[yeah, it coulda been weird for someone else, but i was all about it]
..
homework didnt happen