Too tall. Too full of himself. Too excited. This is exhausting, she thought. Her mood had slowly disappeared after having no luck. Right before she ex...ted the app, a message bubble popped open. PoliteSir: Hello there Vexine. Hope your evening has been just as lovely as yourself. Vexi quirked an eyebrow, considering the message. Should I respond? Was that comment too pushy? And what's with his name? She pressed onto his profile to scan it. People still lied on those though. Maybe she shouldn't. ‘No, I’m staying here. You’re sick and I won’t leave you alone.’ he explained. ‘Really, I’m fine and you need to go home. Besides, where will you sleep? My couch is lumpy. And I know you wouldn’t want to sleep in bed with me, would you?’ She teased. Kevin blushed, turning a deep red. Then he looked at this beautiful woman. ‘OK, I’ll go home, but don’t come in tomorrow. I’ll check on you when I get off. If you need anything, call, and I will have someone bring it to you’, Kevin promised. Eileen. She’d had a boyfriend a few years earlier who introduced her to bondage play. At first, it was just light stuff, but it grew into a full Daddy Dom / Little Girl sort of relationship which featured a strong angle of power and dominance. She mostly enjoyed it, though he was too intense at times and didn’t always listen to what she wanted.He’d been the first one to try fucking her while she slept. She woke one night to feel pressure in her ass, then realized the guy had pushed his dick inside her. Athletic and muscular. She worked part-time in a warehouse, a job that required her to lift 70-pound boxes all day long. Her frizzy, sandy-blonde hair was short and spiky. So her looks, combined with her manly job, made a lot of people speculate about her sexuality. Not me, though. I knew she'd had a boyfriend the whole previous year, though they'd recently broken up."Did I seem gay to you tonight?" I asked Lena."Uh, definitely not." She grinned. "No way could a gay guy be that good at.