Shannon also has nice tits!

“She’s got really nice tits too, big round ones, man. You should see them.” You - Shannon - grope one of her tits in the mirror, giving yourself one of her adorable smiles. Her body responds with another surge of excitement.

“Send me the picture later. For now, what do you know?”

“Well, she’s maybe twenty four? Judging by how she’s dressed she probably has a white collar job, and works late. And she drinks, clearly, because she’s in a bar.”

“You said she’s on a date?”

“Well, there’s only one guy there. But I don’t know who he is.”

“You think she’s friends with him?”

“He seemed pretty worried when I started freaking out.”

“I mean online. You’re using her phone now, right?” Sam, you fucking genius. You could kiss yourself.

“Yeah, let me check,” you say, opening her social media page. You scroll through her male friends until you spot the stranger's face. “Looks like they are friends. Dude’s name is Bob. They work together, some company called BGU. It doesn’t say she’s in a relationship with anyone right now.” On impulse, you send Sam, yourself, a friend request from Shannon.

“Cool. So they might be on a date or whatever, but either way Shannon’s not living with the guy. You can just go back to wherever she lives and sleep on it while I sleep it off. Then we can meet up in the morning and figure this shit out.”

“But where does she live?”

“Try looking at the home address in her maps app. Maybe her last online order.”

“Oh god, did I ever tell you I love myself?”

“Don’t forget the tit pics, bro!”

“Fuck off!” You hang up, grinning at your - Shannon's - beautiful face in the mirror.