Male Call
Chapter One
Sean,
Glad I could float your boat. You've paid me a great compliment. I doubt any man
before you has had that reaction to my photograph. What did you do with all that
pent up sexual need after you saw my photo? I wish I had a photograph of you.
Something in uniform and macho, if you please. Anyway, I had a dream last night,
and I'm blushing right now as I recall it. I was lying on this silky white
king-sized bed. Lying on it utterly naked. Okay, I wasn't totally naked. All I
had on was this skimpy red bra and tiny thong panties. A filmy purple and red
gauze material draped over the four-poster bed. But the ceiling above the bed is
mirrored. The beautiful room is Victorian, with dark wood and green velvet.
There is soft flower scents, rose and maybe lavender. Some parts of the dream
were beyond hazy, as all dreams are. This one felt special. Anyway, I'm off
track. That black dress lay on the foot of the bed. I should have been cold, but
the room felt comfortable on my bare skin. I was really excited and frankly,
horny as hell. Okay, I'll admit it. I knew you were coming to see me. How I knew
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