He could do this. He could dial the number… He couldn’t do it. ‘God, stop being such a fucking pussy and call the fucking number,’ he muttered...to himself. He stood quickly, and in three strides was grabbing the cordless from the dock. He dialed the number before he could think about it again. He listened to the ring one, twice… three times. He was just about to hang up when he heard a breathy greeting. ‘H-hello?’ ‘Hi.’ Even over the phone he could feel the tension. He heard her sharp intake of. "Sir?" Just a few inches. Open your knees."I watched her wrestle with herself. Everything she'd said and done with me over the last few months was coming home now. Her eyes looked at the pictures face down on the table. They could be in her parent's IN box at the push of a button and she knew it. She parted her knees."Shall I have you masturbate for me?"Her eyes watered up again. "Sir, please." Push your wrist harder against your crotch, Tiffany. Then, just sit still." I opened another one of. More

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