"You don't love me anymore!"
"I do. I turned my phone off because I left the charger at my Grandpa's."
"Come home! I hate this!"
"I wish I could. My dad is holding me hostage. I love you"
"Let's never leave each other again."
"My phone is going to die. I dreamed I was slapping your titties last night!"
"I tried to jerk off, but it just made me sad. Come home."
The phone dies.
Fin.
2 comments:
Nearly a transcript of a phone call I once took....though the slapping part was probably sucking.
Aaaaaaaah, too sad. I'm certainly glad to see that you two may be alright, after all. It takes a helluva woman, to stick by her man, when he's down. But doesn't that separate us from the girls?
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