‘So…can you send me a picture?’, his voice trailed off on the other end of the line. Now, since the conversation had taken on a strong sexual undertone, I knew exactly what he meant. ‘Um…what kind of picture?’ ‘You know…a picture.’ *sigh* Silence on my end. ‘Ok, hold on…’ I then proceeded to raze my university residence room to the ground looking for the lingerie set my mom had gotten me during the winter break (as an afterthought at the …