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Will she text me?

Should I text her?

What’s the protocol when you’re taking sex lessons from someone?

Is this a weekly thing, like taking trombone lessons?

Trombone…

Bone…

Boner…

Boner lessons…

Hehe.

Hell, I’m such an immature fuck.

Wait…

If she’s giving me lessons, we never talked about payment.

Shouldn’t I be paying her?

Shit.

We never discussed it.

I can’t see her again and make her think she’s doing all this for free.

I quickly rinse the soap from my body and then grab my towel and wrap it around my waist before moving to my locker to grab my phone.

Me

Hey Diary Girl. I’m sorry for the straightforward text but it just dawned on me that we never discussed payment for your…you know. The lessons. Please name your price. I’ll pay whatever you want.

Corri

Uh…hi. Good morning. I’m good thanks for asking. And if you pay me even a dime that would make me a whore. And I’m not a whore sooo I don’t want your money.

“Shit! I didn’t mean for that to sound…” I stare at my phone, realizing I’m talking to it like Corri can hear me rather than texting her back.

Me

Fuck, Corri I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make it sound like that. Please know that’s not how I feel. I just feel bad that you’re doing this for me, and I’m not really giving you anything in return. I’m happy to take you out. Dinner? Drinks? A beach day? Whatever would make you happy.

Corri

Orgasms make me happy, Alan. And you’ll be giving me multiple orgasms as you complete your…lessons. Consider that payment enough.

Me

Then I guess it’s a win-win for both of us.

Corri

Hence why I agreed to this arrangement.

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