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She couldn’t get her phone to work, and a piece of the toy was stuck inside her. She cried in relief when the buzzing stopped again. She had to use the time she wasn’t being assaulted with self-inflicted orgasms wisely.
She tried once again to remove the toy. Nothing worked. It kept escaping her fingers. Even doing unsightly squats, which made her feel embarrassed for herself making her cry more didn’t help.
The window seemed a little longer from one phase of getting her rocks off to the next, so she tackled her phone after she slipped into her robe.
She didn’t have time to try the rice thing if that worked at all. She tried to open the phone, maybe if she removed the battery that would stop everything, but she trembled so much she couldn’t even do that, and she didn’t have any tools whatsoever to help her either.
She nearly dropped her phone when the pulsing started again but it was only for a short while before it stopped. Maybe that was the last time it would go off again?
It wasn’t.
She suffered what she now called herdignity destroyedfor a full two minutes before it stopped again. That’s just the kind of luck that was made for her specifically.
Her only option was to smash her phone to pieces. But she couldn’t bring herself to do that. The phone, a proper upgrade from the ancient device she had been using before, had been the last birthday present her father had gotten her the year before he died, and she planned to keep it forever. She couldn’t shatter her last happy memory of him before he became sick.
She was screwed.
She couldn’t sit through another round. She would simply expire. But she would rather die than go to the ER—she’d be one of those people she had vowed she’d never be.
Morgan.
He was her only hope. Her best friend. A technological whiz. There wasn’t anything electronic he couldn’t fix. He repaired her faulty washing machine. Her blow drier. Not only could he fix machinery, but software malfunctions were his passion.
He would help her get her phone sorted or find a way to jam the signal to the vibrating toy stuck inside her lady bits. She did not doubt his ability to get her out of this debacle. Yes, he would tease her forever about it, but that signified the nature of their friendship.
After he disconnected the toy from the app, she would have to put aside her pride and go to the ER after all. She shuddered to think of all the judgmental stares that would come her way. She couldn’t be certain she would feel so bad she would humbly tell them she had learned her lesson.
But whatever happened to beginner’s luck? This had been her first time, surely it wasn’t the time for such mishaps except she was Lorelei Johnson, Klutz could easily be her middle name.
If only she hadn't dropped the bottle of wine while orgasming the living daylights out of herself.
She had to get moving.
Except it was time for another round of Lorelei’s vagina versus malfunctioning maniacal sex toy.
Chapter Three
