The naughty thrill of texting ….
Hmm texting… flirting by phone, I love it….. Just while I was out with my girlfriends, my phone pings. Oh my goodness I had forgotten I had given him my number… why, had I drunk too much to think rationally? But my heart leaps all the same, as I realise instantly the number is French and the thrill to see its him, …. ‘missing those kisses, want you bisous’ How do I hide my look of excitement. I’m so sure they can see it in my eyes. But how can you disguise the immediate rush you feel all over your face? I am surprised at the sheer excitement and thrill I received by this. Its fabulous, flirtation by phone, so simple! Texting is just going to allow my naughty fun to increase tenfold. Oh I love this and suddenly I love love love texting! So trying to play it calmly, I quickly text back, and try not to look too impatient for his reply or bothered about another text landing. But girls are just too good at spotting the signs and wanting to know who was texting so insistently interrupting our chats? What do I say without giving it all away. This is my little distraction, something I know I need to keep to myself. After all, do I really need everyone to misread what is going on. This is my naughty pleasure that I understand and I think the secrecy adds a special element too.