“Okay, OMG, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do?” Sally asked, flustered, but not flustered enough to not realize that she had said OMG instead of Oh my God, proving Max right.
“When I tell you, just click the green button on the bottom window.”
“Green button, bottom window. Got it.”
“And relax. You’ll do fine. Just keep repeating to yourself, ‘Twenty percent.’ ‘Twenty percent.’”
Right. Twenty percent. I got this. Twenty percent.
A few moments later, Max told her to click the green button.
***
The bottom window on the Apple’s screen flashed a message: Please wait while we connect you. And then: Connecting…
Sally wished she had done another obsessive check on her appearance but it was too late now.
The window on the screen went dark for a brief second and was suddenly replaced by a live video image that made Sally’s breath catch and her heart beat faster.
On the screen was an incredibly beautiful woman. She had milk-chocolate brown hair with honey-colored highlights, brown eyes and inviting lips glossed with pink. Sally thought that she looked to be about her own age.
This was the woman who was going to be interviewing her?
Fuck, how am I supposed to concentrate?
The woman, Amy, stared back at Sally for several moments, and Sally felt a twinge of anticipation. The look she was getting from the podcaster was doing very little to hide the desire in Amy’s eyes.
Oh, God…
Finally, Amy cleared her throat.
“Um…Hi!” she greeted Sally. “Jillian, I’m Amy!”
Jillian? What? Oh, yeah…
“Hi, Amy!” Sally replied. “Jillian Ashley. Yep, that’s me! So pleased to meet you.”
“Oh my god, I cannot tell you how super excited I am that you agreed to be on my show! Thank you so much!”
Sally saw that Max had typed a reply in the Zoom window. Trying not to be obvious about it, she read it aloud.
“Well, I figured it was time to start really introducing myself to the lesfic community. They’ve been so supportive of my work! And you’re the perfect person to help me do that because I’m a big fan of your blog.”
I am? Blog? What blog?
Sally noticed Amy blushing and it was so fucking adorable.
Amy seemed at a loss for words for a bit.
“I…I am so honored that you’ve read my blog,” she managed to get out. “I really had no idea someone as accomplished as you even knew about it.”
Max provided the answer to that as well.
“I love it!” Sally recited. “You really have a lot of good insights into the whole being-a-lesbian-in-the-twenty-first-century thing, and your reviews of my books are amazing.” Sally smiled widely then because it seemed that’s what the situation called for.
Another blush appeared on Amy. The woman was just too adorable!
“Okay, well…” Amy said. “It looks like we’re all set up with our…connection.” As she said this, she stared at Sally with nothing less than fuck-me eyes. Sally sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and somehow managed to stop herself from groaning as this time she actually felt her clit pulse. “So, we can start whenever you’re ready.”