I’m a lucky girl.
I found myself a new partner.
Not a bedroom partner, no. But a sexting partner.
And that ain’t bad.
We met online and what started out as a little light flirting slowly developed into some seriously hot sexting.
Now, I know what you’re thinking.
You’re thinking why is she sexting instead of getting down?
And that’s a very good question.
The truth is that the fantasy is often much better than the reality so as long as my imagination is ripe with creativity and intensity, I’m unlikely to do anything to actually follow through on, dear God, the INCREDIBLE fantasies we share.
It also could be true that my sexting buddy is an “unavailable” man. He might actually be THE DEFINITION of unavailable. Lord knows how much I like “unavailable” men.
So I’m keeping my distance.
Oh, who the hell am I kidding?
I’m all over this.
P.S. Also? I’m not the type to pass up chemistry like this. So I’m behaving as much as I can and misbehaving when I can’t.