Chapter 18: Pantyrella

Evans

Home sweet home. There was nothing better than being home alone.

Some of you would say it's boring being alone, you need to go out, have some fun. What do they call it again? Ah yes, live your life outdoors to the fullest. That's just the thing, I can't. I enjoy my company—keyword mine. I love myself too much to waste my time with people who would only make me stressed. I rarely work home most of the time, but when I am home—I love enjoying the peace and quiet.

I had to check my emails. I didn't have the time for work. I saw an attached photo from an unknown number.

I want you to come and fuck me so hard Evans. I'm already dripping wet Daddy.

Amelia's breast was half-out. She looked so seductive and even for me, that's a ten.

The message was probability sent when she was drunk.

Me: Now you stalk me. Should I be worried.

I see the bubbles..

Amelia: How the fuck did you get my number? Who is this?

Me: It's Evans

Amelia: Omg, shit. Wrong number.

Evans: Ofcourse.

Amelia: Typi