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Patrick: Which part?

Imogen: Every part. Especially your hands on my skin.

She's good at this.

I'm trying to tease her and she's torturing me.

Patrick: How did you fuck yourself?

Imogen: My hand on my clit.

Patrick: Do you have toys?

Imogen: Yes, but they wouldn't feel like your hands on my skin.

My blood rushes south.

Why did I wear jeans? The denim is too tight.

Imogen: I thought about this too. How it would go. How it would feel to send you a picture. To hear your voice. Or for you to hear mine.

Patrick: I want to.

Imogen: You're somewhere private?

Patrick: Yeah.

Imogen: Can you go somewhere public?

Patrick: You want me to hear around other people?

Imogen: Yeah. I want to torture you too.

So she knows the effect she has on me.

Patrick: What if I want to fuck myself?

Imogen: You can wait.

I want to wait. Is it that obvious?

Patrick: Pictures first.

Imogen: What do you want to see?

Patrick: You. In your bed.

Imogen: I need a mirror here, for angles.

Patrick: You want to go to Target? I'll buy one.

Imogen: That's domestic. Target.

Patrick: It's dirty. Buying a mirror for sex in front of all these people shopping for laundry detergent.

Imogen: When you put it that way…

Patrick: If you stay over after the party.


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