Remeber that Qantas pilot guy I met in Cairns? He's got a girlfriend now (poor girl) but he keeps texting me. He's calling me "his naughty little secret". There's actually nothing dirty about me but his fantasies. Thank God we're in different cities.
Doing anything exciting tonight?
Nothing unusual, all dressed up, trying to find somewhere to go. And you?
Heh, I'm all alone and have a bit of a cold. And I was about to start touching myself and thought of you. Can you send me a pic of your p****?
Sorry dear, iPhones don't do mms.
Just telling you that he's a dirty little whore.
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