Alice

You're so excited that you don't notice you dropped the picture in the wrong conversation. This one is the message list to Alice, her Batsignal to you. If you paid a little more attention, you'd notice, but your brain is now fully focused on the events you hope will happen later on. And so it happens that you send more pictures... your taut belly, your wet pussy...

And suddenly, a message pops. A green message pops. Not a blue message, like the ones coming from Jake's iPhone. A green message. From an Android phone.

You feel like you just got thrown under that cold shower again, except your legs are now, metaphorically, ensconced in a block of ice. Your face burns with shame. And then you see the name, and your world is shaken upside down.

And you read her message. It says:

"Well, I did not expect this. Was that on purpose? I mean, you're a great friend, and very attractive, and I'm kinda glad you did, but I don't quite see you sending unsolicited nudes..."

Seconds later, she sends another.

"Should I maybe forward them to your boyfriend?"

You can *see* her impish, sexy little smile. Damn Alice. She's a wonderful person, on top of a goof... and you just out-goofed her. You know it, she knows it. And then it hits you. She's *glad* you did? Is she flirting back?