When she thought about it, she told herself, "There was only one way to assist in erasing him from her mind." In a hurry, she made her way to her nightstand and eagerly opened the drawer in order to retrieve her vibrator.
Why was Floyd important to us? It's not her at all. Perhaps the mere thought of him was all that was necessary, but other than that...
Lucielle positioned the vibrator so that it was on her clit, and she placed her finger on the button that would cause the toy to move into motion. Under the cover of her comforter, her legs played around.
She was so frightened by the loud ringing of her phone in the room that she dropped the vibrator, which then became disoriented in the heap of sheets that covered her bed. There was a loud ringing sound coming from the phone, which wok
