10
Mila
My body ached, but I supposed that was normal for working thirty hours as a janitor where there was more than enough work for one woman alone. At least I kept busy scrubbing rooms, toilets, and buffing floors, and didn’t have too much frivolous down time. It didn’t keep my mind busy, though, and I thought entirely too much about our situation, but more about Vigil, damn him.
I put that new vibrator to good use. Got my money’s worth in forty-eight hours easily. It still felt like something was missing, namely a large c**k, hands and mouth, hard muscle and cradling arms. Vigil had all of those and tempted me to just have a bit of fun. f*****g only, no attachment.
I knew myself too well, though. I craved compliments even though I pushed them away. I desired affection knowing hands
