Page 15 of On Your Knees

That makes me bellow out a laugh. “Definitely not an old man. And to lure in a woman, I would have to be able to talk to one.”

She gasps in mock horror. “Am I not a woman?”

“Youcould also be an old man in a basement for all I know. I mean, your roommate confirmed the voice I hear is not yours.”

“It’s not, but they are super privacy freaks, and sinceI live here, I respect that they want to keep everything private.”

My phone dings before I can respond, and I see my favorite creator on the View4U app has signed off. “So what’s with your username? Do you have a stepmom kink or something?”

“Nah,” she says as the game starts, and her avatar follows me into it. “I just like to piss off men in the game. Most can’t handle when I’m better than them and I barely have to try half the time. I don’t know if I have any kinks, to be honest. Sex complicates things. I don’t want to let a one-night stand choke me and slap my ass so I can find out, if you know what I mean.” UrNewStep_Mom fires off some shots at the characters behind me, and we keep walking our avatars deeper into the abandoned mall. “Do you have any kinks?”

I hesitate, then shake my head at myself. I can tell her, it’s not like we’ll ever meet. “I like to watch the View4U app. There is one guy who talks you to orgasm step-by-step.”

“Now that sounds like an app I should download.”

I chuckle. “I’m also obsessed with masked men, or women, not that I have come across a masked woman on there before. The thought of being chased and fucked is thrilling.”

“And that’s something you would want in real life? No judgment—I’m just not sure how I would feel about being chased. Like even knowing it’s all make believe, my anxiety would still make me throw up.”

This conversation had taken a turn, and I don’t hateit. “It would be a dream come true for me. I’m so shy in real life, I can’t talk to anyone I’m sexually interested in because I turn bright red and stutter or just run away. The thought of being chased and someone pulling my hair while forcing me to my knees?—”

“Damn, hearing you talk like that, I’m going to need to rub one out right now.”

“Y-you could if you wanted to,” I stutter out, then want to slap myself on the forehead for being a creepy idiot, feeling my cheeks heat instantly.

She chuckles. “Do you want to hear me come, DarkSoul?”

I take a deep breath as I spray bullets at an unsuspecting zombie. “I wouldn’t be opposed to it.”

“If you want to fuck yourself, do it in your own room,” a voice booms.

UrNewStep_Mom’s laughter filters through my headset. “Where’s the fun in that?” she says, taunting one of her roommates. “Maybe you shouldn’t spy on me, then you wouldn’t have to see it.”

“It’s not spying when you are in my house.”

“Oh, it’s one hundred percent spying, especially when you should be working. Don’t you have a business to run, yet you’re listening to me talk about fucking myself?”

“You’re impossible.”

UrNewStep_Mom laughs again and takes out a zombie clawing its way out of a dead carcass, which makes my stomach coil. “Maybe I have a kink after all.”

“I can see the appeal of being watched.” Even thoughI think it’s super weird that her roommates watch her through their home security cameras.

“I think it would be hot if I never had to look them in the eye again.”

“You have a point. I wouldn’t be able to face a person again who has watched me get fucked. That’s what I like about the View4U app—so many never even get naked. If I wasn’t so shy, I would sign up.”

A knock has me turning to see my mom standing in the doorway of my room. “Hey, baby. I made you some food.”

“Thanks, Ma. I’ll be up in a second.”

Ma works night shifts sometimes, but she always makes me breakfast before she crashes.

She smiles warmly. “Okay, but open a window. It smells like weed and dirty socks down here.”

UrNewStep_Mom chuckles. “Tell your mom I said hi. I’ll talk to you tomorrow—we have a zombie plague to sort out.”

“I will.”

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