Page 11 of Filthy Feck


Font Size:  

Star:Why?

Conor:Because I’m not sure if you would want me to think of you in that way.

Star:Hmm.

Conor:Jesus, are we back to that?

Star:I don’t suppose you’d think of every hacker you’ve come across in the bath.

Conor:No, lol.

Star:Is it because anyone with tits would do?

Conor:No.

Star:Why then?

Conor:Because you’re you.

Star:Okay.

Conor:Okay?

Star:Yes. You can think of me in the bathtub.

Conor:You know what that leads to, don’t you?

Star:Yes. I already said the dirty words 'jack off.' I’m not a nun, Conor.

Conor:You only act like one.

Star:Sex has always been a weapon for me.

Conor:That’s very candid of you.

Star:I’m a very candid person.

Conor:I’m aware of that. This is just more candid than usual.

Star:We’re talking about you jacking off, Conor. I’m not sure you could handle more candor. I already feel like you’re squirming and I don’t know why.

Star:You’re a handsome man. You’re experienced. For God’s sake, you’re one of the city’s most eligible bachelors. So why are you nervous talking to me about this?

Conor:Because I don’t want to push you too far. If I did, I feel like I wouldn't know until I never heard from you again and you were in Siberia or something.

Star:You haven’t pushed me too far.

Conor:Good.

*Ten minutes later*

Star:Do you have hang-ups?

Conor:From my past?

Star:Yes.

Conor:We’re talking sex, right?

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like