Page 12 of Dirty Little Virgin
I tell you what. Give me your measurements and your address and I’ll send you some things. I’ll need your shoe size as well. And I happen to have an excellent regimen for shaving that leaves your skin bump and ingrown hair-free.’
Shaking my head, as I just don’t understand this man, I type,Why would you do all that? It’s not as if we’ll ever meet. And if we did, I wouldn’t be the girl for you anyway.
Just let me help you, Jade. I want to. It’d help a lot if you’d send me a pic. Not a nude one. Just a full body picture with something on besides frumpy clothing. So I can get an idea of your body type and pick out clothes that would look good on it.
Are you some kind of a professional stylist, Pierce?I ask him as I laugh and scroll through my cell to see if I have any pictures of myself.
No, but I know what I like, and think I can be of service to you. So, are you going to send me a picture?
I find one that isn’t too awful. It was taken before I cut my hair, though.If you’ll send me your phone number, I can text one to you.
756-666-0097.
K, I’m sending it now. And how about you send me one of you? Just so I can put a face to your name.
I send the picture of myself and soon after, get one of him. A gasp comes out of me as I look at the hot man. He looks tall as he’s standing next to a bar. He’s in a black tux which fits him perfectly. He’s a big guy. Very well-muscled under those clothes, I bet. And his eyes look as soulful as I thought they would. Although not cheery or sweet, he wears an expression that says he’s well aware of who he is.
Then I realize that I’ve told him what I find attractive in a man and he must’ve gotten this photo off the Internet and sent it to me as himself. What a jerk!
Is this picture really of you, Pierce? Because you can be real with me. It’s not like we’re ever going to meet anyway. If you’re short and plump, that’s okay, you know.
The picture is of me. That was taken last week at a fundraiser. And may I tell you that your bone structure is breathtaking? You need more sun and need to learn how to dress for the curvy figure you have, but you have potential to be a great beauty, Jade.
Even though he can’t see me, I blush with his words. He thinks I have potential to be a great beauty!
Pierce
Thump goes my cock as I look at the picture she sent me. Long black hair shines in the sunlight as Jade stands in front of a pond, smiling at whoever took the picture of her. A long black skirt that goes to the ground and a white blouse, buttoned all the way up, cover her curves. Delightful curves that beg to be accentuated.
“Oh, but you have promise, my little beauty,” I mutter as I gaze at her.
Though her face is pale, it’s gorgeous. The slightest bit of a tan is all she’d need to be perfect. I cannot wait to buy her something to wear that would suit her. A dress, I think. Maybe in a lavender shade to highlight the natural blue hues in her dark black hair. Her eyes shine out with a happy innocence, and her lips are plump. Ripe for the kissing!
I type,You and I should meet.
A long time passes. Too damn long. But I hold out for her to answer me.
Pierce, I went to the bathroom. Sorry that took so long. I see your little message here and have to let you know that I’m not going to become one of your subs. I have no desire for that at all. I do, however, love talking to you. We could have an online thing. I could get my camera fixed on my laptop, if you know what I mean?
My body tenses as I think about only having her through a camera’s lens.I’m afraid that will never do.I use tactics to make her jealous.I’ll have to get my physical needs met by someone here, I guess.
I assumed you would anyway,she responds.
Not what I wanted at all!
I could have my jet bring you to me, Jade.I wait and chew on a pencil. I’m never this tense about something like this!
I can have any woman I want. And my wants have been all in one area for the last few years. And they still are. But I want to bring this little young thing into my world and make a place for her in it. I think her curiosity about BDSM is a thing I can shape and sculpt into a reality.
If she wants to write about things of that nature, isn’t it better to have lived them?
No, thank you, Pierce. I do appreciate your invitation, though,she finally sends me.
“Damn!”
Typing furiously, I send,I could come to you.
Her response is quick and to the point,My flat is tiny, and I have neighbors on all sides. I’m quite sure if you came to me and we did the dirty deeds you surely have in mind, the authorities would be called and on my door step before you were through with me.’
