“Whatever dude! I am the meme queen!” she proclaimed, pushing my phone away, disinterested at the quality funnies I was attempting to share. “Your game is weak. Gotta pick it up boi!”
We were hanging out in the lounge room, sitting on the floor against the couch, in front of the coffee table where my laptop sat. My housemates were out or at work, and wasn’t expected back for another hour or so, and I was bored, and being so far away from my girlfriend, wanted the company of a cute girl to tempt me into misbehaving, to pass the time. I met Marisa a few weeks back in this town. She was also from where I lived, but like me, was here temporarily, her for study, me for work. We had made out a couple of weeks back, when we were both drunk and high, but didn’t lead to more, as she interrogated me on whether I had a girlfriend, and when I confessed that I did, she didn’t want to go any further. She also said nothing like that could ever happen again. This didn’t stop me from masturbating to her Instagram, as her thick juicy lips, petite figure and short stature, and cute perky ass, was a little fiery package of lustful temptation every time we hung out.