Cell Phone Follies
"Next time I don't
answer my phone, do me a favor. Just call the cavalry, okay?"
"Yeah,
and what if you're having sex?"
"Point taken."
David smiled at Colby and pushed him down onto the bed. He pressed his lips to the other man's, their tongues lashed together. Colby pulled at the buttons on David's shirt, impatiently ripping them out of their respective holes so he could push the shirt from David's shoulders. David's phone rang shrilly from the bedside table. He sighed, propped himself up on his elbow and reached for the phone as Colby trailed kisses across his neck and ran his hands along David's chest.
"Why're you answering that?" Colby asked between pecks.
"So they don't send in the Calvary," he replied.
