Ring, ring! Ring, ring!

“Hello?”

“Hey there girly.”

“Hey Az. What’s goin’ on?”

“What are you doing tomorrow?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“Well, I owe you something, and I thought that I could pay you back tomorrow….if you’re open.”

“Mmm. You want to pay me what is owed? Really?”

“Please? I’ve been thinking about it all week.”

“Me too. How about tomorrow morning? Around 11:30 or so?”

He gave a throaty giggle. “Want to get an early start, eh?”

“Something like that…”

“Well, I’ll have to warn you, I love oral sex.”

“Giving or receiving?”

“I love giving much, much more than receiving.”

“And how could that be a bad thing?”

“Well, I have a rule. If I can’t eat it, I certainly can’t fuck it. I have a rule about cleanliness too.”

“Well, then I’m not sure how that’s going to go. You see, I just ended my little girly week, and that can have an affect on the taste. Even though I am very clean.”

“I have no problem taking you in the shower and cleaning you up first.”

“Mmmm. You just made me wet. Damn you! I’m trying to drive!”

“Ha ha. Sorry.”

“You’re not sorry. And I should warn you about something too.”

“Oh? And what’s that?”

“I have a tendency to bite, and scratch.”

“Well, at least I don’t have to worry about the scratching part.”

“How so?”

“You can’t scratch if your hands are tied up.”

“God I don’t want to wait till tomorrow.