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Servant Girl

Tell you what?

Bossman

The color of your panties.

This time the phone drops on my belly on its own. As my hands shake and a big gasp escapes. I even sit up on the bed. The phone then slides down to my lap where I stare at it like it’s a snake or something.

A dangerous thing.

Swallowing, I pick it up. And type,

Servant Girl

What???

Bossman

You wearing any?

Servant Girl

WHAT?????

Bossman

I hope not.

What about a bra? You got a bra on?

Servant Girl

Stop. ??‍??

I swear to God, I hear him chuckle now.

Dirty and filthy.

Making me all heated and restless.

Bossman

Yeah?

Servant Girl

Yes.

Bossman

You’re the one who texted me.

Servant Girl

To talk. Not get asked about my… underwear.

I imagine another chuckle.

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