"Daniel speaking." You repeat, waiting for a reply from the other end. Then a man's voice pipes up.
"Sorry. Hi. I'm looking for a..." He trails off, he seems to be shy about this. Maybe even a little scared. And what man wouldn't be.
"A session?" You ask, completing his sentence for him.
"Y-yes."
"You're a first-timer aren't you." You hear the man laugh to himself. You liked first timers, especially after they'd just shrunk, seeing the look of shock on their faces was always priceless.
"How'd you guess?"
"I just knew." You smile to yourself, and scratch your right pec absentmindedly. "What room are you in?"
"I'm in room 23." That room is close by and you'll likely be able to make it quickly.
"Mind if I ask you your name?" There a long pause where you feel that the guy'll get spooked and hang up on you.
"My name is James." Mmm...James. Now that's a cute name.
"Ok. I can be there in about twenty minutes." He actually hangs up before you do. Putting the phone down; you get up, tweaking your generously larger than average balls. You go through your wardrobe. You liked having something to take off during a session. It was just a thing. What'll you wear?
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