Back in January, I got the snap of this college girl. Her name was Morgan. Creamy white skin. Voluptuous big breasts. A mischievous smile. Chunky in the right places.
But she was the worst and I mean the worst at responding. Seven day response times. So naturally we gradually stopped talking. But then the pandemic. And lockdowns. That point in April where there was literally nothing to do.
And I sent her a snap, like I was everyone. Being bored out of my mind. And she responded right away. Quarantine made responding a lot more of a priority. So we begin chatting back and forth. A little bit at a time but then more and more. We have a full back and forth. I am beginning to think I like this girl.
We set up a videochat date since she was in San Fran and me in LA. Later that night, I made the call. She picked up, smiling with a messy bun. What a gal. We get to chatting about life and the world right now. This goes on for about an hour and then we get to the topic of relationships, past partners and sex because isn’t that what we are all thinking.