Page 12 of Fervency Love

I hope not only your imagination.

Holy shit, she’s hot!

So?

Come on, write something! Quick!

So I have what you call a landing strip.

Now I’m losing it. I’m imagining her all over again. She’s perfect. It’s too late now.

I’m hard!

Sure, you’re always hard! lol

Is she making fun of me now?

Not always.

Oh yeah? When?

She really doesn’t know?

I’m hard when I think of you. I can’t control it. I think my dick likes you.

I click “send” and… nothing. No reply. Ha, I must have scared her away. Come on, write something, or I’ll go mad! Really?! I, Connor Wilson, am getting nervous. But with what? Dude, you’re starting to care about her! But how is that possible? After seeing her only a few times? I can’t wait any longer. I write:

You there???

Yea, still here…

I still don’t know what to think.

Why didn’t you write back?

I started fantasizing.

It’s getting real.

About me?

Wouldn’t you want to know…

She’s a tease.

Sure I would.

If you really have to know, yes, I was fantasizing about you.

I’m still hard as steel.

And? What did you think about?

I was wondering how you look down there. And if you’re a virgin, though that second question is a rhetorical one.

What? Why would it be rhetorical? That may seem strange, but I never wanted to do it with just anyone. Some girls tried doing it with me, yeah. Sonia, for instance, wanted to undress me and stuck a hand down my pants, but I couldn’t take her touch and left. You know nothing about me, babe.

Haha, how would you know?

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