Page 10 of Offensive Plays

LeaveHerWild: butterfly?

strangerDanger23: The picture you sent me last night. You have a butterfly birthmark.

That sends electric pulses straight to my core. It's a small birthmark on the inside of my right thigh. That he picked up on it means he must have really been looking.

LeaveHerWild: Let's meet. I'm free tonight.

strangerDanger23: You're a forward one. But I can't tonight.

strangerDanger23: As much as I'd love to.

I take a quick mental inventory of my schedule. I promised Kesley I'd go skating with her and Liam tomorrow for the Heatwave after-school skate program. On Saturday night, we have the Heatwave charity auction. But that's at six, so maybe I can make an early break.

LeaveHerWild: Saturday night, then?

strangerDanger23: Saturday works. But I want to take you to dinner first.

I roll my eyes.

LeaveHerWild: The app is called BlindBang, stranger. I think we both know where this is going. You can drop the gentleman act.

strangerDanger23: And where exactly do you think this is going?

I zip down my top even more until my hot pink bra is fully displayed, snap a photo, and send it to him.

LeaveHerWild sent a photo.

strangerDanger23: Fuck, butterfly. At least let me buy you a drink.

A drink I could do. But then I immediately need to spend the rest of the night wrapped up in this guy's sheets.

LeaveHerWild: The Breakaway bar downtown... 9 pm?

strangerDanger23: I'll be there.

strangerDanger23: Don't send those pictures to anyone else.

LeaveHerWild: Possessive much?

strangerDanger23 sent a photo.

strangerDanger23: You have no idea. I'm going to need a cold shower now. Thanks.

I open the image, and his bionic schlong is now at attention hardened against washboard abs. I lean my back onto the stall door and hit it with the back of my head a few times.

How will I be able to hold on until Saturday? I make a mental note to grab fresh batteries for my toy collection in my nightstand on the way home. This is going to be a rough couple of nights.

Making plans like this makes me feel alive. I don't just bang random guys from dating apps. Then again, I've never wanted to so badly without even seeing what the man looks like.

At this point, he could look like Dobby for all I care. All he'd need to do is wave that magical dong wand in my direction, and I'd be the one serving him.

strangerDanger23: You're quiet.

strangerDanger23: What are you thinking about?

Oh my god. This is why I'm so wound up. This mystery man with the eight-pack abs and rippled cock has been driving me to insanity, and he doesn't even know it.

LeaveHerWild: Locked in a bathroom stall. Counting the rungs on your ladder.