"Lily, would you mind taking a few pictures of me?" she asked shyly. Her head hung as she stared at the floor.
"What kind of pictures?" she asked, quirking her brow.
"Something along the lines of young teacher and librarian fantasy," she squeaked.
"Is it for that boy toy of yours?" Lily snickered.
"This feels like a Spanish Inquisition," Kitty huffed, giving her a look. "Yeah. The man has been down for a couple of days and our conversations are getting less spicier. I think he needs a little help make his day better." She bit her lip.
"I need to know the fantasy to carry it out!" she said in a light voice. It was another weekend and she was free. "Hand over your phone. I need to read this." After what seemed like hours and a horrified expression on her face later, she looked up and said. "Did I possess you? You have him smitten!"
"I wouldn't say that," Kitty grumbled, fiddling with her hands. "I felt inspired."
