Chapter Thirteen
WANT TO SEE a picture of my p***y? Heather wasn’t a fan of unsolicited d**k pics, and while she could imagine that most men wouldn’t object to getting pictures of p***y, it was still always polite to ask.
It didn’t take all that long for Nick to reply, but every minute she waited seemed like an eternity. She was disappointed with his answer. It’s been a while. Where have you been?
Busy. Want to see my p***y or not? She was eager to show off and couldn’t wait for him to say yes.
Sure. Why not? Show me what you’ve got. It wasn’t the reaction that Heather had been hoping for, but she would take it. After all, it had been a while since she had talked to or seen Nick. For all he knew, she might have fallen off the face of the face of the Earth.
Getting the metal spiral thr
