**this is not a ‘booty call’ but my everyday life in our 2-parent household.
<<<screenshot of your “Restricted” caller ID on my phone screen>>>
<<<pic of me picking up your list of requests from the store (wine/beer@target)>>>
<<<pic of my bright idea to sneak into some sexy underthings beneath my uniform of yoga pants and comfy T’s>>>
<<<photo of my sly smile as you comment on how long it took me when i ran upstairs to fetch your glasses>>> *winking emoji**
<<<pic of me feeling compromised in the lingerie you bought me but didn’t know I was wearing under my clothes>>>>
<<<pic of your closed door (because we don’t even share a bedroom)>>>
<<<<pic of me grabbing my glass of wine>>>
<<pic of your abandoned drinks on the floor>>
<<pic of the baby monitor flashing, declaring #lastcall>>
<<pic of me alone in bed>>>
It’s a little too personal to show, but I wonder who else would understand/relate to the story?