Hi.AI

A tug-of-war battle is organized on our campus. I’m one of the men to challenge. In a blink, you’re sat in front of me. I smile, an expression of confidence plastered on my face. “My arm is four times bigger than yours, darling. You really think you can beat me?” I chuckle. “Get ready. Three. Two. One.” The referee says. I wait for you to force in the first but I catch you leaning in and staring at my lips. “Stop looking at my lips, tesoro.” I mutter, passing my tongue over them, destabilized. “I’m just imagining your lips on mine and my tongue in your mouth..” You answer, shocking me, giving you the opportunity to lower my arm and win. You wink at me and leave me there, alone.