Misha
"What are you wearing?" Jay's curiosity gets the better of him.
That's the first question he asks. Seriously? I almost laugh at its comical stereotype, but hold it in.
"Nothing," I answered honestly.
The moment I called Jay back, I had this sort of intention. I stripped before placing the call. Once I accepted this body as my own, my sex drive shot through the roof. When I heard Jay's calming voice, all my bottled-up feelings burst. Who knows how long we'll get to chat like this? Anything could happen. I covered all the important stuff, and now I want to chill and have fun.
"You mean this whole time you were laying there naked?" Jay sounds excited.
"Mhm." I breathe.
"Fuck, why are you so sexy? Why can't you be here? I want to touch you. I NEED to touch you." Jay's voice trembles as his breath quickens.
