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    Fortunately, Drew and Taylor were such good friends that Drew felt comfortable enough to be so free with her, they were as close as sisters.
    Send me another one, Drew silently begged. Her wish was answered when a dick, the size of a medium size banana, filled the screen.
    “Oh my.” Drew pressed her legs together, her pussy began to throb. “I want to taste him, I want to swallow him and I want him to fuck me,” she whispered. She shoved the thought of going to the bathroom and masturbating to relieve herself out of her head. “I wonder what he looks like.”
    “Ask him to send a head shot.”
    “I don’t know, I don’t want to end the fantasy.”
    “It’s better to learn the truth now instead of five phone sex calls later,” Taylor said reasonably.
    “You’re right. I’ll ask him.” Drew immediately sent another e-mail. She crossed her fingers and nervously waited. “Come on, come on.”
    Three minutes later she got the e-mail. She instinctually reached out then hesitated, she looked at her friend. “I’m scared.”
    “Do it or I will!” Taylor ordered.
    “Okay.” Drew took a couple deep breaths, her stomach rolled. She clicked on it. Blond hair filled the screen.
    “Looking good,” Taylor encouraged. “Scroll down.”
    Next came a set of well-maintained eyebrows.
    “I’m liking it so far. Would you pick up the pace, I’ll be an old lady by the time you finish.”
    “Relax, relax, I’ll do it.” Sexy green eyes stared back at her, she scrolled down to take in the whole face. “He cannot be real,” Drew whispered. “He can’t be.” She could’ve sworn she was looking at a model. Drew noticed that he had included his name and phone number. “He’s so gorgeous. Why would someone who looks like him want to date me?” she muttered.
    Taylor wanted to slap her friend, sometimes she barely had enough self-esteem to fill a shot glass. “You’re gorgeous. Men are always trying to talk to you.”
    “Yeah,” Drew acknowledged, “but none who looks like him. Look at him, he looks like a model for Abercrombie and Fitch. He is fine…but maybe that isn’t him, maybe this is someone else’s picture.”
    “Damn, I hope not, I would hate it if this wasn’t him. I’d die if he’s really some sixty-year-old bald man with a big stomach and a big droopy dick. Come on let’s call him, to see if the voice matches the picture,” Taylor suggested.
    “Nu uh, I’ll call him by myself. I don’t need you listening in. I’ll do it tonight, when I get home,” Drew decided.
    “No do it now, obviously he isn’t doing anything right now, except for sending you naked pictures of himself.”
    “I don’t know, we really should get back to work,” Drew stalled.
    “Yeah right! You really want to work? Or do you want to set up a fuck date.”
    Drew looked at her friend, her eyes wide with optimism. “Maybe he’s looking for something substantial, maybe he wants a relationship.”
    Taylor snorted. “Yeah, that’s why he’s sending pictures of that fabulous dick of his. And if I remember you haven’t seen one in quite a while, so…” she nodded towards the exit. “Go call him!”
    Drew peeked over her shoulder. Her boss was nowhere in sight. “Okay. I’ll be back in a minute.”
    “Whatever,” Taylor answered breezily.
    Drew quickly entered Braxton’s number into her phone. She hurried through the office and out the door. The hot July sun greeted her when she pushed the door open, she blinked against the brightness. She strolled over to one of the small bistros that were scattered around the small park like setting.
    She glanced up at the building to see if Taylor was peeking down on her, she wasn’t. She called him, her heart thudding.
    “Hello?” Drew remained quiet. “Hello?”
    Drew cleared her throat. “Braxton?”
    “Yes.”
    “Hi this is Drew. The lady you’ve been e-mailing pictures to.”
    Braxton chuckled softly. “Did you enjoy them?”
    “I did. Is that