Well it has actually nothing to do the the Scandinavian Gods, it's just that he's Norwegian and in lack of imagination I had to name him something.
So we just chatted on the dating app, let's call it Schinder, and then on snap.
cutting to the chase:
him: I like it when a sexy woman tells me what to do.
(wrote show me dat booty to him)
me: really?
him: yes, makes my heart beat.
(sweet)
me: do you like to be dominated?
him: apparently.
thoughts:hmm, what does a dominatrix do?
I need to google that shit.
(googling)
wow, can I do that?
seems awfully not nice.
oh well, I'll try anything once.
Typing frantically...
I want to you to show me the front bottom too...
yeah, shake that ass...
I like big buns and I cannot lie...
I need to practice more...
In the middle of all of the dirty talk suddenly a friend from school started snaping me.
GO AWAY. I'M BUSY!
I'M TRYING TO BE DOMINANT HERE!
Well, needless to say, I think I was pretty awesome at being dominant.
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