What about you?
I stare at the screen. What started as me teasing him has turned into something else. A real conversation. And I know where real conversations go. Soon we’re talking about ourselves, and using the promise of anonymity as a safety net to expose our deepest secrets, and then what?
Then he finds out that I’m too old for him, nothing like the hot young girls he could probably get, and it will end with disappointment. Best to get it out of the way now.
I’m thirty-four.
That’s what your quiz results told you?
No.
I’m telling you now, since I didn’t put it in my bio.
I’m thirty-four, and I see you’re twenty-two.
So maybe before this conversation goes any further, we should just get that out of the way.
K
K?
Yeah. K.
So, what did your quiz results say?
Well, that’s not the response I was expecting.
Domme, Mistress, Brat tamer
Wow.
You sound scary.
LOL. I’m literally the least scary person ever.
Nice on the outside.
Fucking terrifying on the inside.
I laugh, hating the way my cheeks are burning with a blush. I’m wasting so much of my time flirting with this complete stranger, which is stupid. My to-do list is a mile long. I don’t have time for this.
I think you like the idea of me being terrifying.
Yeah, maybe I do.
You know what that means, right?
You might be more submissive than you think.
Haha. Nice try.
I was just saying it’s hot that you have a hidden kinky side.
Would it be as hot to you if my hidden kinky side liked to be tied up and treated like a slave?
You’re trying to make me admit that my quiz results were right. I’m not going to do it.
And no. I think the fact that you’re sweet on the outside and a scary domme on the inside is especially hot.