Danny Ashmore (POV):
Let's get this straight: I'm no wimp. I've become indifferent when it comes to sex and gore. I don't turn away from the TV when a guy gets his head blown off and I don't feel embarrassed when I hear Ty, my best friend, talking about how hard he'd bang Alyssa Jenson.
But one thing I'm not accustomed to is getting dirty sexts. The kind that make you cringe and look around to see if anyone has read the filthy message over your shoulder. In my mind, sexting shouldn't be a thing. It can make a person feel dirty and there's nothing sexy about texting someone what color underwear you're wearing, and I mean nothing. But, then again, people have different opinions about what they find sexy.
I'd like to say my story starts out on a more romantic note, but the sext I received at the beginning of my senior year of high school was far from romantic:
Unknown Number: I want to tease you until you beg me to fuck you, kitten
Nothing about that message or the winky emoticons that shortly followed it had my legs weak and my heart racing. Calling someone kitten is about as bad as a girl calling her boyfriend daddy. It kind of makes me want to throw up.
But somehow, that very text led me down a path I'm not sure I will ever forget.
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The Benefits of Sexting
Teen FictionSOON TO BE PUBLISHED BY W BY WATTPAD BOOKS! Danny's life gets turned upside down when she receives a mysterious sext from the school's notorious bad boy. ***** Danny Ashmore never...
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