Stanley

I don’t know what to make of this. I kissed Frida on impulse, and now I can’t stop thinking about her lips. I moaned her name the other night while jacking off in the shower. I’ve never done anything like this over a woman I barely know. Never!

Fuck…I want to see her again.

Would it be too weird to call her? Wait…I don’t even know if I have her number!

As if on cue, my phone starts ringing, and I see Frida’s name show up on the screen. “Frida?” I ask, ...