Day 3A

I was still asleep when the phone rang, and I grunted grumpily at it without really thinking. I didn't take much notice of the response I got, until my brain registered that it was Christie-Anne. That got my attention.

"Chris, say that again, would you?"

"What in hell's wrong with you, Paul?'

"Oh, nothing. I was... I was just asleep. What did you say?"

"Never mind that now. What are you doing asleep?"

"Well, it's summer, it's hot, it's the morning. Come to think of it, why aren't you asleep?"

"No time for that."

"I bet there is."

"No, stuff to do. Hmm... I assume you're in bed, then?"

"Yeah, of course I am. Actually, it's weird you phoned."

"It is? Why's that, Paul?"

"Well, I have this strange feeling I was dreaming about you."

"Oh, stop that."

"No, really, Chris. But I can't remember what exactly the dream was about."

"You've got me intrigued now. What kind of dream?"

"Oh, no, not that kind."

"How do you know?"

"Well, I'd have had... you know..."

"Huh? You still asleep? You're not making sense."

"A hard on, Chris. An erection."

"Oh!" She started to giggle.

"Or I'd have... made a mess."

"Oh. And you haven't?"

"You want me to check?"

"Yes please." The giggling was interfering with the conversation now, and was contagious.

"Well..."

"Hold on. Hold on. You need to tell me what you are doing."

"Huh?"

"Well, you know. Lift sheet, etcetera..."

"Oh, okay. Well, push blanket down. Cordless phone, so at least that doesn't get tangled. Lift sheet."

"Colour?"

"Oh, kinda pale, just like I was last time you were here."

"The sheet!"

"I knew that. Kinda pale grey."

"Kinda?"

"Mushroom?"

"Oh, okay. Nice."

"No mess."

"Hold on Paul. Didn't you need to take something off?"

"Nope, why?"

"Jammies?"

"No way!"

"Well, undies?"

"Nothing. I never wear anything."

"Never?"

"Never."

"Okay. Well, that didn't take long then."

"Nope. One thing though."

"Yes?"

"Well, you know I told you it couldn't have been a rude dream, because I didn't have an erection?"

"Uh huh."

"I do now."

"Oh, you do? Why is that?"

"Nice girl phoned me and wanted to know what it looked like in my bed."

"Mmmmm."

"Where are you, CA?"

"Ahhh... well, bed."

"Oh, you big fake."

"No, but... I'm up, and dressed. I just came in here to phone you."

"A likely story."

"True."

"Okay then, Chris, what are you wearing?"

"Shorts."

"You planning to go out like that?"

"Not just shorts."

"What else?"

"Ah, white tank."

"No bra?"

"Of course a bra. Also white."

"Uh huh. You forgetting something?"

"You want to know if I have that smiley on?"

"I do."

"No, Paul. No smiley."

"What then?"

"Just panties. Navy."

"Matching the... ?"

"No, the shorts are black."

"Okay. I've definitely got one now."

"One... Oh. Yeah?"

"Uh huh."

"Hmmm... ah, you ever?"

"On the phone?"

"Yeah."

"Nope."

"Hmmm... you, umm... want to?"

"I do now. But what did you phone about?"

"Oh, later, Paul. Lemme think. Ah, I'll just go lock the... oh, hold on. I'm the only one here."

"Oh, me too. Mum's at work. Sit down."

"I am, Paul. I'm sitting back on my bed."

"Lie down then."

"Okay. Are you too?"

"Uh huh. Chris, how do you usually masturbate?"

"Oh, God, you made me blush without even being here."

"Well?"

"Okay, I've decided I should try not to be shy with you. Lemme see. I like to lie on my back, in bed, but without anything on top of me. On the bed, really."

"Keep going, Chris."

"Alright, alright. Best of all, I like it after a shower, before I get dressed. I'm all hot and sweaty, but clean."

"Nice image. So... did you have a shower this morning?"

"Last night. And yes, I did. I can't believe I tell you these things."

"What was it like?"

"Oh, nice. I was... You want to know what I was thinking about?"

"Yeah, tell me. But first, undo those shorts, and push them down."

"Mmmm, okay. Hold on. There. Umm... I pushed the panties down too."

"Oooh."

"Yeah. Well, anyway, I was thinking, while I was in the shower, about the shower I had with you."

"Oh, that's nice."

"Yeah, and then I just kinda closed my eyes and... Paul, are you... you know?"

"Mmhmmm. Slowly."

"Me too. I pulled my feet in. And, well, spread my knees."