““I am just typing my reply when another message comes through. Don’t you just hate it when that happens? Anyway, I delete what I have started and read what’s been sent. “How daring do you feel?” Frowning as to what is written on the screen I type, “That’s a bit cryptic. What do you mean?” “Take a look around you, then you can judge how daring you are as I ask you to touch yourself.””
