Adult Blogs: TUG JOBS Pulling away, she smiled smugly at me and said, "I've got something for you." Reaching into the same jar she had taken the condom from, she pulled out a magic marker. Picking up my hand, she said, "I have a cell phone now, so call me when you want to see me again and leave a message on my voice mail."
Looking down at the number written on my hand, I was reminded of doing the same thing when I'd given her my number, and the smart remark she'd made afterwards. I couldn't help it when I replied, "Is that supposed to impress me or something? Geez... just call me when you wanna fuck again."
