Hey guys, I wasn’t expecting so much responses to my story. I try to write these when I’m horny so sorry for the delay. (Again, I’m new to story writing so sorry for any hiccups!)
Part 2:
Tiffany hurriedly put on her clothes and left the party; a couple pretzels still wedged up her ass. Her mind raced and her heart was pounding. What just happened? Did she and Jeremy just break up? Why did she feel so conflicted?
She stood on the side of the road and called a taxi. As she waited, she pulled out her phone to text Jeremy.
“Hey… we need to talk…”
Tiffany watched as it started to send, but it didn’t go through – what the heck?! She tried to resend it, and still nothing. In a panic she tried calling – straight to voicemail. Tiffany dropped her phone as a deep panic started to envelope her. It became hard to breathe, the world started caving in, she felt like fainting…
*PING*
Instantly she snapped out of it and eagerly searched for her phone. Her fingers finally gripped the case and she whipped it around expecting a text from Jeremy. Instead it was from an unknown number with a video attached.