Woke up bored and started touching myself, trying to picture what it would feel like in that right little space—yeah, I know how it sounds.
She’s lonely, so I’m keeping it simple: text me your age, race, and location, and we’ll talk through what’s on your mind. Usually it’s a quick back-and-forth once I see what you’re looking for, and yeah, I check my messages a lot.
Qv 100
Hhr 150
Hr 200
Which, okay—if you need my time, just send the details and we’ll go from there—also, I’m not doing a full essay, just the actual plan.
