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I implement some of the easier ideas the Phantom had suggested, then check to see if he’s written to me again.
He has—along with making a change in my code.
I hope you don’t take offense, but I renamed all the counter variables to use the word “count,” which is the Binary Birch standard. While I understand that your variation—Chocula—was a joke, it detracted gravitas from your otherwise elegant code. You can, of course, revert this change.
Huh. I, too, get the urge to change code I dislike when I see it. Especially when I spot the kind of atrocities I saw in Britney’s work.
Since Phantom has a decent point there, I don’t revert the change. As much as I like Count Chocula—and I go coo-coo for the stuff—the last thing I want is for the development team to think that I don’t take coding seriously. For that matter, it’s not good to publicize my cereal addiction so widely, especially now that I have a new delicious vampire in my life—Vlad.
Speaking of the devil, it’s almost time for the testing.
As I redraw my eyebrows and in general make myself more presentable, I contemplate if the testing should take place in my bedroom or the living room. Since living room seems a tad more professional, I tidy it up, then rush to the bedroom to get the suitcase with toys. Returning, I park it next to my couch.
What should we test?
I open the suitcase, examine the male-oriented toys, and choose the one that seems the least intimidating. Still, I go on Precious and research how to use the thing—no more toy-related hospital trips, thank you very much.
The toy is a type of sleeve, and its use is usually pretty straightforward: lube it up, then stick a shlong into it. From here, the user would usually slide it up and down by hand, but the Belka model is high tech and will do the sliding up and down by itself. It’ll also vibrate if that’s desired.
Determined to be ready for any eventuality, I lube up mine and put a finger in.
Then two.
Interesting.
I’ve never put fingers inside another female—only myself—but this is eerily similar, except it feels cold. So more like a dead female, I guess.
How stretchy is this thing?
I put another finger in.
No problem.
I put in a fourth.
Still no problem.
I make a tight fist, and it slides in.
Great, I’m fisting the poor jellyfish/dead woman’s vagina.
Going back to two fingers, I bring up the app with my other hand to see the options I’ll need to use later.
The major buttons are “Stroke” and “Vibrate.”
I click Stroke, and the sleeve tries to swallow my fingers like a hungry jellyfish.
Wow. How did they get it to move like that?
I press Vibrate next—and now it feels like that jellyfish is trying to swallow my fingers during an earthquake.
Throughout this exercise, I do my best not to think about Vlad.
Or his cock.
Or—
Precious pings with a text.
