It took effort, but she managed to keep the grin off of her own expression for the time it took to shut the door and switch off the light. She hit send, posting the tweet and the attached photo to the internet for all to see. Now you’re begging to take it in your hot little ass? Your pictures, I mean.”
He nodded some as she turned towards the room, stepping forward to follow but she hesitated, smirking, “Oh, and take off your shirt.”
He stopped and looked up at her, eyes wide, “W-what? But she didn’t know a thing about his family, if he had any, or anything else about him for that matter. He washed himself as best as he could in the shower, soaping himself down twice, feeling a little dirty in the afterglow of what had happened and feeling the conflict once more rise within him. His figure was to die for and his dedication to her couldn’t be denied. You’ll beg for it and you’ll worship the ground I walk on, more than you already do.
