I couldn’t think of her like that! I’d thought my fantasies had been pretty out there… But first… Not that I could ever ask her, of course. Let her know I was close by if she looked me up, I figured, but not so close that proximity itself would risk scaring her off. I’d been getting annoyed while watching porn, that was how it started. I sat back against my headboard, thinking as I recovered—I rolled out of bed and dropped to the floor, doing a quick twenty push-ups to make my chest and biceps pop. I could hardly believe it! But as long as it was only ever a fantasy, where was the harm? I wrote her a message telling her how much I’d just enjoyed her babysitter story, as well as her profile picture, and that fair being fair I figured that meant she was entitled to see one of me in exchange.
