Pry Into Details

“You would’nt cuss like that for your ex-boyfriend. Cm’on tell me.”.

You move the Utility to the side of the road. She purses her lips before saying, “I don’t want to tell ya. It’s personal.” She tugs your arm trying to beg not to pry.

You pry anyway. “You made me stop. We’re on the side of the road ‘cause you made a scene. Give it to me. Whats he want?”.

“H-he wants to see me again.” She try’s shyly. “He’s coming here all tanned, and muscly. Like a surfer. His hair is bleached and-an….” Her face is crushing on this dude. “… he sent me a picture…” she says finally.

"A picture?" You say, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Hey! Hey! Don't make this weird. He sent of a picture of himself... nude."

She holds her phone tightly. Her cheeks are puffy and red. Its not embarrassment, she's flustered. Damn, how hot can be be?

"Can you do me a favor?" She asks. "Can you pretend to be my boyfriend when he comes. I can pay you. Or help you with a class." She tugs your arm again.