Gay chat anon. This little banter could be considered flirting afterall.
“Well…I’m not sure. I mean, I did just meet you.
For all I know, you could be a serial killer.”
“I won’t hurt a hair on your head.” I said. She smiled, but the smile was like a cat playing with a mouse.
“Still…I’m going to have to pass.” she said, “Maybe some other time, when I’ve gotten to know you better.”
“You won’t be able to resist for long.” I called after her. Gay chat anon.