Scorning? - No Pulses

"Can I give you my number? When the signal will be back on, promise to call me."

She doesn't wait for your response before taking out a pen and scribbling her digits on your palm with quick, decisive strokes. The touch sends tingles up your arm. Once done, she licks her lips and grins.

"To prove that I am worthy of calling, " with a swift motion she lands on your lap facing you. With one hand still on your thigh she looks up at you with eyes filled with desire. Her other hand grabs your cock through your pants. "Remember, as soon as the signal is back online!" Іhe squeezes once more before getting up, leaving you with a semi-hard-on and her number on your palm.

"Se you around then!" She winks and gets back to running, leaving you alone with your thoughts and your erection.

You keep sitting on the bench, overwhelmed by yet another occurrence of the day... What happened with all women? Perhaps you should visit someone you know well, like Emily, your old friend, and ask her what is happening...