First a snap-shot for Darryl, then follow the instructions

Bria stood, pulling out the cell phone, sucking some of the saliva off it as she did. A man gawked at her, making her blush, but she couldn't resist pushing it back in a couple of times just to tease him.

The man finally stumbled off and Bria laughed, looking down at the phone, remembering what she was going to do with it before Adam or Al or whatever his name was interrupted her.

"Here you go, Darryl," she muttered, hiking up her skirt in front and snapping off a point-blank picture of her cunt. 'wish your sperm was here' she texted, and clicked send. God she loved teasing. He'd be whacking off to that all day.

Looking down at the phone again she saw the program had a long progress-bar going for the e-mail, and as she looked closer realized she must have sent it as a video instead of a picture. It seemed like a really big size for such a short shot, like five or ten minutes worth, but maybe she was reading it wrong. She didn't know much about computers, after all; maybe it was just a slow day for the net.

Shrugging she flipped to Aladdin(?)'s instructions and frowned. It was a lot of different connections, and she'd already wasted twenty minutes of her two hours. Should she take a bus, subway, taxi? She could walk, but she doubted she'd have time to make it. Besides, walking in these shoes would be painful.