Written in Lace

The police station was mostly deserted. The front door at least because inside officers were roaming left and right. Kotaro made his way to his desk, and sure enough, his phone was waiting for him on the pile of papers. He wouldn't have went back for it, but he actually didn’t own a single alarm clock. He usually got up early, but he didn’t want to risk it, being late for work was a sin.  He didn’t exchange greetings and was already on his way back when he heard a sound coming from detective Matsushita’s office. Initially he thought about ignoring it, but it wouldn’t hurt to pop in and say hi, checking up on Ellis in the process since he did have that annoying habit of hiding stuff like when he was feeling sick or worried or anything else he didn’t want to share.  Kotaro knocked, but opened the door without waiting for a reply. He took in the room. Ellis was at his desk, Bullet, his faithful animal partner, and probably best friend, was struggling to retrieve something from under a

Hi! I have some linguistics book, is it yours?                                              I don’t know how it got in my bag me.                                                                                           OMG! I was looking for that. I need it for my next class.                                              Can we meet somewhere? Are you at the uni now?                                              I can drop it off, I just got off work.                                                                                           I can meet you, there’s still 40min until my next class. Nah, I’m coming.                                              See you in about 10min.                                                                                           OK, thank you so much! Don’t mention it, sensei. :*                                              ⁂ I haven’t got the faintest idea how Shiori’s book

Okay, this is the first time I tell this to someone so take it easy on me. This is the story of my first time with a guy, back when I was around 16-17. I was young and horny. And dumb. I downloaded an app, made a profile and started looking around.  I was so nervous the entire time. I only looked at profiles at night, under my covers. I usually don’t have a password on my phone, but after I downloaded the app, you bet I put a pass on it. I was not out to anyone and I was terrified of my family finding out (spoiler alert: they found out, haven’t spoken to them in years, lol). So anyway, I was browsing the app for ages, looking at profiles and masturbating in my room. Some days I just couldn’t wait to get back home from school and get on the app, after everyone went to bed, of course.  Eventually I decided to upload a picture of myself, no face, only my abs and pulling down on my briefs so only my pubes were visible. I was so nervous, and after uploading the pic, I got a message. Up unti