“Sext and forget”


We texted back and forth for a while. I realized he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box, which in my world is a bit of a turnoff. Then he texted me: “Every time I get a text from you, my dick sturrs.” It was the most inappropriate and cutest text anyone has ever sent me. And I loved it.


Postscript: My inbox is filled with dirty pictures. He is gorgeous, and I’ve learned to get over the grammatical divide.

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