If I was interested (and had no second thoughts), when would you want to meet? & for how long?
Bella
Letter Topic: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: You’re welcome
Dear Bella,
(You copied and pasted some of our real letters into the damn book.)
This weekend. For only a day, if you’re not attracted to me, a full week if you are…
How about we do things this way: You’ll fly out to me this Saturday. I’ll meet you in the Executive Transportation Zone, and we’ll go out to dinner.
If you want, we’ll go back to my place and figure out the rest of the week together. If not, I’ll pay for your hotel room and take you back to the airport the following day.
Let me know if you still have any second thoughts.
Ryan
I didn’t answer him.
SEVEN Ryan/Dane
My inbox remained silent without a message from Bella for over an hour. My cock was still rock hard from reading her words about swallowing, and I needed her to confirm that she would fly to me, or we were going to have some problems.
I didn’t believe that she was a fraud in the slightest, and regardless of whether we ended up being attracted to each other, it was far past time for us to meet in person. Our previous agreement, be damned.
I refreshed the app a few more times and walked outside to my balcony to drink and reread our recent messages.
By the time I finished, she finally responded.
Letter Topic: On Second Thoughts/Meeting You
Dear Ryan,
The terms for coming to see you this Saturday sound more than fair.
I’ll purchase my flight tomorrow, but I need to know which airport. (You live in Washington State correct?)
Bella
PS—Since you were so generous and shared a picture of yourself, I’m attaching mine.
I opened her attachment and felt my cock stiffen all over again.
Her legs were spread wide under a bright red skirt, and two of her fingers were holding her dripping wet pussy lips open—giving me the perfect view of where I wanted to slide my tongue.
I immediately regretted asking her to fly to me. I should’ve offered to fly to her, and I would’ve hopped on a fucking plane tonight.
Fuck…
Letter Topic: Re: Second Thoughts/Meeting You
Dear Bella,
Fly into Spokane International.
Make it Friday.
Ryan
EIGHT Bella/Christina
I can’t believe my horniness coaxed me into a last-minute trip to the West Coast…
I didn’t have enough money to afford it at all, and I knew damn well that not showing up wasn’t an option. Knowing Ryan, he’d probably cease all communication and insist that I was a bot.
“You want to borrow how much money from me?” Daniella snapped her fingers in front of my face, breaking me out of my thoughts.
“Two thousand four hundred and twenty-six dollars,” I said. “Oh, and sixty-eight cents. It’s just until I get paid at the end of the month.”
“That’s a shit ton of money, Christina.” She sighed. “I’m already skating on thin ice this month. Is this for an emergency?”
“Does the potential to finally get laid count as an emergency?”
“Ugh. No.” She gave me a blank stare. “What’s it for?”
“Promise not to judge me first.”
“Too late.”
“It’s for a flight to meet Ryan,” I said. “We’re finally going to meet each other in person.”
“Oh, wow. Really?” She shook her head. “I mean, what the hell? I’m not funding a trip for a booty call with a stranger, especially not at that price. Does he live overseas or something?”
“No, he lives in Spokane, Washington.”
“Then it sounds like you should give your dad a call and ask if he can foot the bill since he lives like forty minutes outside of there.”
I’d honestly considered that, but I knew that would lead to him dragging me to one of his corporate parties. That, and his wife would definitely want to take pictures with me.
My mother will lose her shit if she sees them posted on Facebook.
“You can take the Mega-Bus,” Daniella said. “That or a train, you know? That way, if he’s hideous, you can simply catch one the same day instead of waiting on a flight.”
“Good point.”
“Great, now help me,” she said, laughing. “The Beauty and the Beast’s doggy-style scene can’t clean itself.”
Sighing, I rolled the vacuum out of the room and used every free moment to look up bus and train tickets.
By the time I completed my search, I realized that the only busses bound for the West Coast were scheduled for next week.
I had no other choice but to let Ryan know.
Letter Topic: Meeting You in Person
Dear Ryan,
This will probably make me sound like a fraud, but I assure you that I’m not.
I can’t afford to come to Spokane via plane this weekend BUT I can take the Mega-Bus in a week and a half.
I am NOT asking you for any money, just letting you know that all of the last-minute flights are completely unaffordable now.
I hope you won’t be upset about the date change/think this is an excuse.
Off to buy a Mega-Bus ticket.
(Well, after you respond and let me know that this is okay.)
Bella
Letter Topic: Re: Meeting You in Person
Dear Bella,
You do sound like a scam artist, but I’ll take your word that you’re not.
Since you don’t want to give me your real name until we meet, I’m not sure that there’s a way for me to send the money to a verified bank account.
Then again, you did mention having bitcoin before...
If you give me your account number, I’ll send you five-thousand dollars in bitcoin—provided that you agree to fly first class.
Don’t buy a Mega-Bus ticket,
(I’d rather you get here this weekend, on me)
Ryan
PS—In baggage claim, in the Executive Transportation Zone, I’ll be holding a sign that says, “Bella—Good to finally meet you seven months later…”
NINE Bella/Christina
That weekend
I stepped off the plane at Spokane International and felt as if I was gliding on air. The complimentary wine from first class was still coursing through my veins, calming my nerves with every step I took.
Slipping into the closest restroom, I made my way in
