Page 4 of Talk Dirty to Me


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Most people think I'm boring while the Devil alone thinks I'm intriguing. That must mean something's wrong with me. Doesn't it?

So for you, I'm willing to play a game to decide your fate.

This just keeps getting worse and worse and worse.

I suck at games—-

Do you have a coin with you?

And I suck even worse when it comes to games of luck.

"Can we play something else?"

I'm afraid not.

Well...at least I can tell myself I tried, and I wouldn't have to drive myself crazy with endless what-ifs.

Do you have a coin then?

I dig out a quarter from my pocket.

We'll only do this once, so listen very carefully.

If you flip tails, you will give me your nudes, and you will never hear from me again.

I'm so dizzy with fear I can't even figure out whether what he's offering is a good thing or not.

But if you flip heads, youwillhear from me again, and you must answer my every call.

"But what if I'm in—-"

No excuses.

"What happens if I don't get to answer your call?"

It's best that you don't find out.

I wish I could convince myself he's just bluffing, but I've already heard one too many horror stories about the Devil. If he says it's that bad, then it surely is.

"And that's really all I have to do? Answer your call?"

My every call.

"For how long?"

For as long as I see fit.

"And that's really all you'll ask of me? Nothing else?"

Yes.

I know I'm missing something here. This is the Devil, after all. There has to be a catch. There has to be. But what?

Do you agree to these terms, Sheena?

My mind is still spinning like crazy, but it's not like I really have a choice. It's the Devil who's calling the shots, and so the only acceptable answer is...

"I do."

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