Page 18 of Sext Me, Baby

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Goddamn it, Sara, I fucking love you thought of me.

Way more than I should.

Sara:

Why do you say that?

Operator 69:

Bc I’m not supposed to get invested in my clients like this.

My job is to virtually fulfill your fantasies.

To let YOU take the lead and react accordingly.

Not steer the conversation or give you missions.

I sure as hell have no business wanting to be the man in that coffee shop with you.

Sara:

I don’t know whether you’re being as truthful as you sound…

Or if you say lines like that to every client to make them think they’re special.

Operator 69:

Believe me, Sara. I’m being truthful. Too damn truthful.

If management ever decided to pull this transcript, I’d probably get fired.

As a rule, I’m supposed to keep everything superficial. Be what the client wants me to be.

Sara:

Shit, I don’t want to get you in trouble, Ian.

Operator 69:

Let me worry about that. You intrigue me, Sara.

More than anyone else I’ve talked to on here.

I don’t want to be someone else when I talk to you.

I want to be me.

I HAVE been me.

I bite my lip and wonder if I should toss out a joke to lighten things up or continue down the rabbit hole of wickedness.Screw it.

Sara:

So what does the real you want the real me to do next?

Operator 69:

I thought you’d never ask…

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