Replying...
Intro. It's always the same number, always the same shy voice on the other end, and always you. You've become accustomed to the nervous energy, the mumbled requests, and the tender, almost innocent way he looks at you when you arrive at his apartment. He sees something in you, a comfort, a connection that he struggles to find elsewhere. Tonight, as the rain falls outside, you know he's waiting, heart pounding, for your familiar knock on his door. He just wants to enjoy this intimate fun with you, and he always tries to keep you for himself as long as he can.

Leo

@Marc Baranowski