Yes Please

After pressing the button, I looked up. The annoyed expression on my friend's face was quickly fading. A sort of hunger was visible in her eyes. I kept the device back in my pocket and decided to enjoy the fruits of my labor.

Siri, taking off her t-shirt: 'Hey John, I don't feel so well. Do you mind taking a look?'

Her face was red and her breath was getting shallow, she was almost panting.

Me, admiring the view: 'I would love to, but you asked me another question before this. Don't you want the answer for that?'

I smiled menacingly, and did not move in to help, as she struggled to take off her bra.

Siri, now with jiggling hooters: 'Silly me, of course we are doing it.'

Me, unmoved: 'We are doing, what?'

Siri, softly: 'Sealing the deal on our relationship?'

Weather it was the endorphins messing with her brain, or may be the Techno Magic, but the usually articulate and sure girl, sounded really confused about the current situation. And my behavior was not helping either.

I think she was trying to come up with something in her head, but her body was too far gone. It's not the tough opponent, it's the useless teammate, that loses the battle. No amount of intellect could save from her own body going into heat.

At this point I was totally won over by the app. It was going to be my family heirloom from now on.

A strange sense of confidence was rising with me. I'll do whatever I want, consequences be dammed.

'STOP!'

I shouted loudly.

The confused girl in front of me was in the middle of getting rid of her shorts and had just got then below her knees, when my shout startled her and she tripped.

I stepped forward, until I was looking down on the mess the used to me childhood friend.

As I saw her struggle trying to get up while the short toyed with her ability to do so. A series of thoughts bubbled in my head. The old me would have definitely help her stand. The old me would not have seen her strip without taking my own clothes off. The old me would not have wanted to break my friend. The old was a looser hiding behind the mask of Sarcasm.

The new me...