You are my best friend and we’ve been talking all night about everything and anything. At one point towards the end of our conversation things get a little flirtatious and frisky.. but before anything happens, we end our conversation. I think I’ve hung up the phone but little do I know, I most definitely haven’t. With the way the conversation ended, I feel worked up and can’t help but start to touch myself… entirely unaware that you can hear me.
