*This is my original writing, feedback welcome*
It was mid-morning when I got her text: “Hi daddy, I’m in the library before class, I just went into the bathroom and slipped in my plug.”
I think she liked teasing me at work; liked knowing that whatever I was involved in or how many papers were across my desk, that when my phone lit up and I saw those messages, my heart rate rose and my thoughts bounded towards her. That teasing also ensured that I was on her as soon as I got home. She knew how to get what she wanted. There was only one problem, I wasn’t at work today. What she didn’t know is that I had an early morning conference call and was working from a coffee shop, only five minutes from her campus.