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Are you game, Sara?

Can I look forward to hearing from you again?

Sara:

I guess you’ll have to wait and see.

Operator 69:

I will be.

Waiting, that is.

Goodnight, Sara.

Sara:

Goodbye, Ian.

What the hell just happened?

I narrow my eyes at my iPhone like it wields black magic. Must be why it’s so damn expensive. I toss the evil thing aside and get up to set my now empty wine glass in the sink, shaking my head over the night’s strange turn of events.

Talking to Ian was fun, but it’s over now. There’s no way I’m watching porn, much less texting him tomorrow night to tell him about it!

But as I head off to bed, my gaze snags on my open laptop, and I can’t help but wonder…

TWO

Sara:

Mission accomplished.

Operator 69:

Hey, Sara. I was hoping I’d hear from you tonight.

Sara:

I honestly have no idea why I’m texting you.

I’m not even tipsy this time.

Operator 69:

I like that you’re sober. It means you’re totally present for our conversation.

And…for your Porn Mission recap.

Sara:

Who says I’m giving you a recap?

Operator 69:

I do.

Sara:

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