Quarantine Diaries 2020: Writing In Tandem (Part 2, Him)

01 April 2020 - JOSHUA

I went outside to our garage and lit a cigarette. Scrolling down my news feed, my FB friends are posting from the four major topics: food porn, quarantine, covid, and April Fools. All these posts are giving me anxiety. I need to detoxify from social media for a while.

I tapped on my email app to check for unread messages.

[Spam - 1]

I sighed. So much for spam auto delete.

I tapped on the folder icon.

29 March 2020, 8:46 pm
To: Rickyticky2***@gmail.com
From: jaden****.p** gmail.com
Re: Hi, from out of the blue

I read the message again. And grinned.

Surely, people have a lot of time on their hands under this stay-at-home shit.

I tapped on the FB icon and logged out of my real account to log-in to my alt account.

Yes, I have an alternate social media account. I'm a web developer and social media content manager. Often I need to get into various social media circles without compromising my real identity and occupation.

One alt account that I used to use a lot was my erotica account. I created it around five years ago after I joined an erotica site. And yes, rickyticky2***@gmail.com is another alt email, solely for the purpose of the erotica site's registration.

I opened my phone's web browser, incognito mode, of course, and logged into the erotica site. Funny, though, there are no new private messages there. Specially not from HER.

I tapped on her profile link. Her stories filled the small screen.

I smiled as I reread her stories, my comments, and the story series we spontaneously created.

It started with her footnote at the end of one hot story: "Hey, Ricky! Mind if I think of you while I'm writing this one?"

I was flattered. I never thought I could be someone's cybercrush. Kinikilig ba ang mga lalaki? Definitely. Kinilig ako eh.

Her stories are hot. It made me hot. And I let that flow into words. Something about her writing style has drawn me to retaliate with a story of my own. Taking lead from her characters, I continued the two fictional characters' story. And she answered back with another story. It was like a flip top battle. An erotic flip top battle.

But more than the tiltillating scenes, I am aroused by the sophistication of her words.

I imagined her getting hot as she wrote her stories. How her cheeks would flush as her fingers rush across her keyboard, words flowing through.

I imagined her squirming slightly on her chair, as warmth begins to spread from her core.

I imagined her on the bed, her hair spread across the pillow.

I imagined her hands gently squeezing her round mounds, her hardened nipples.

A hand will glide down her body to caress her clit. The lips between her legs will glisten with her juices, waiting to be filled.

Stubbing out my cigarette, I searched for her profile on my FB friend's list.

*To be continued…
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© 2020 by Danelle. This story may not be reproduced in any manner, without the expressed permission of the author by any means available. All characters in this fiction are 18 years old and above.

Photo credits:Art by Yarek Godfrey

Ps. I miss you RVP…