It started off pretty innocently. I was 20, she was 18. We texted each other like we usually did every once and a while. Occasionally sending selfies or pictures of things around us. We had know each other since I was nine. I had watched her grow from a rough housing tomboy to a beautiful woman, with long red hair, bright blue eyes, pale skin, average sized breasts. I had always had the thought in the back of my mind, of, “what if?”. Well, I sent a pic of my shirt off like I sometimes did. I learned over time that she likes that. She sent a pic back this time. Her jacket was unzipped and you could just see the outline of her boob, covered by the jacket. My heart pounded.
“Move it to the side please…”
I waited for her to respond. What was I saying..I didn’t back peddle though, I wanted to see what she had to say.
“You want to see my bare body??” “Yea, I do, if you want to send it” “Only if you send it too, ill take off what you take off”