Emery:I can’t. I’m at that event I told you about.
Mason:Text me when you get home.
Emery:Okay.
March 12
Mason:Good morning.
Emery:Good morning.
Mason:What are you doing tonight?
Emery:Talking to you?
Mason:Damn right. Have a good day.
March 15
Emery:I’m home.
Mason Video Calling.
March 20
Mason:When will you be in my town?
Emery:April. Chrishas an event.
Mason:I have no travel for April scheduled. Can I see you?
Mason:I miss you.
Emery:I miss you too. And yes.
Mason:Fuck yes. I can’t wait to get my hands on you.
Emery:Charmer.
Mason:Only for you.
March 23
Emery:**Selfie in low-cut shirt, with a spoon between lips**
Mason:Please tell me you’re home, eating that ice cream.
Mason:Em??
Emery:I’m home, Mr. Bossy.
Mason:I’m going to punish you for being a brat.
Emery:Promises, promises.
Mason:I promise to lick that ice cream off of your tits next time I see you.
March 24