Page 11 of Truth or Dare, Cinderfella?

There were too many coincidences between my brief time with Miles and this comic. The only thing that didn’t parallel that game night was them getting together at the end and finding out my—um,Big’sdick was a perfect fit forMilo.

It was time to reach out to our mutual friends.

Chapter nine

Miles

DespitethepraiseIget from my Sunday comic being well received, I realized what I really wanted was to make the happy ending part come true. Shane was still on my mind, and a constant distraction. I found myself zoning out of conversations, tripping over my own feet, and out of sorts with how often I conjured up the memory of his sweet kisses and gorgeous cock.

Despite my original thought of never wanting Shane to see my little comic strip, I fantasized about him realizing it was by me and about him, then rushing to show me what a great fit we could be.

It was silly and romantic to imagine, but also pointless. Who read the newspaper anymore?

Cielo knew of my regular spot in theSF Newsfrom my pay stubs and messaged me about how cute they found my art. But…I refused to confirm or deny if it was based on what happened at Game Night after everyone went off to get kinky.

That was on Monday, and it had been a few days since then. I was starting to regret my decision not to spill the truth and ask for Shane’s contact details.

How often did you meet someone with the exact thing you were turned on by, chemistry up to your eyeballs, and a connection you just can’t shake?

Never. The answer was never.

Standing from my work desk, I started pacing my small studio apartment. It was afternoon on a Friday, so the traffic two floors below was filtering through my windows. It had been two days since I left my place, and I had to do something. Instead of coming up with the following weekend’s panels, I pulled out my phone to message Cielo.

Miles

Heyyyy…you know how I said I didn’t want to admit my comic was about Shane…

Cielo

I knew it! Ready to fess up? I dare you ;)

Miles

yeah, no, you’re still not getting the details lol

Cielo

Boo! It was such a pretty cock. I need to knooowwwww!!!

Whiny Cielo almost had me caving. It felt like I was back in high school, asking if someone liked me and for them to tell their friend to tell my friend to tell me. I was coming off too desperate. Cielo would tell their Daddies who would tell Shane I was pathetic, and I’d never get my Dick Charming!

Typing and retyping my response, I finally ended up with a rambling mess reflecting how scrambled my brain was by a great dick.

Miles

Ha! Well, I was wondering if you could, maybe, pass on my number to Shane?

I mean, only if he asks about me or something? Not as a favor or anything.

Just, like, if he asks… It would be cool.

The message showed me Cielo was typing, and I started chewing at my chipped, black nail polish, waiting for a response. Instead, all I got was the same thing I saw when they were typing.

Cielo

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Miles

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