I hope so,I think. I’m imagining it right now. I wonder what it’s like. I let myself be pulled in by the fantasy. I’m even wetter now. Wow, that’s how this works? I wonder if he’s a virgin. Nah, not a chance.
You there???
Yeah, still here…
Why didn’t you write back?
I started fantasizing.
About me?
Wouldn’t you want to know…
Sure I would.
If you really have to know, yes, I was fantasizing about you.
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.
Haha, how would you know?
I don’t know. You just look that way.
What way?
Like a guy who’s done many things in his life.
How about you? You a virgin?
I’m a bit embarrassed. I’m not sure if I’d like to share. But whatever.
I am. I’m sixteen. Still a couple of months until my seventeenth birthday. To answer your question, the next one I mean, I’ve also never been in a serious relationship. At least not serious enough to take it a step further.
As soon as I type this out, his response comes:
What do you mean, further?
Jesus, Ve. Further than kissing. Enough?
Sounds promising. And the way I look down there… maybe you’ll see for yourself one day.
I hope it’s going to be soon. So, are you a virgin or not?
I am.
That’s interesting. From what I heard and saw, I was sure he isn’t. But on the other hand, his energy seems so pure.
I don’t believe you.
The provocation is purposeful.
You don’t have to. But I know what I know.
If that’s the truth, I’m starting to like you even more.
Sounds promising.And the way I look down there… maybe you’ll see for yourself one day.I repeat my own words in my head. Jesus, I’m so turned on by that! I’d like to do it right now. But instead, I type: