touch my body

i recently received a text message from an unknown number last week.

it turned out to be a masseur-turned-friend who had lost his phone a month ago, and who was now using his sister's phone and a new number.

i was pleasantly surprised to hear from him.

"pst. musta?"
"who are you?"
"si ron ni, musta naman? dugay naka wala ni anhi diri."
"aw, mingaw diay ka namo?"
"mingaw sab."

the flirty messages continued.
like a sexually confused teenage boy, i went to sleep smiling after a barrage of messages from him, ending with a "sweetdreams" message.

as b would put it, nihumok akong ilong.

and so i made an appointment a few days later.
he had gotten even beefier.
and was it an interesting massage!

i mean, there was no hanky panky. well. i guess it depends on the definition of hanky panky.
but wow.

i guess he did miss me. (lol)