Page 26 of Anger Banger


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“No, is it tornadoes or snow?” I ask. The weather has been insane for February. We had a little heat wave that pushed the temperature near seventy degrees, then two days later it plunged to near zero.

“Snow. Maybe ice. They seem pretty sure something big is coming. So, I’m going with Corbin to the home improvement store to get some supplies just in case. We still have that little propane heater, but I need some gas canisters and batteries for the monoxide detector. I thought I’d stop in and see if you need anything.”

“Grab some of those hand warmers if you see them, the ones you shake to activate. We may need de-icer spray too.”

“Will do.” Pops nods at Cooper, then retreats back outside.

Cooper turns to me once he’s left. “Do you lose power often during storms?”

“It’s more likely with ice since it weighs down the power lines and knocks trees down onto them, but even a good snowstorm can take it out for a few days.”

“Where do all the tenants go?”

“Go?”

“Hotels? Shelters?”

“We stay here and try not to freeze,” I snort. “I’m going to lunch.” My stomach is growling like crazy since I skipped breakfast in lieu of a huge coffee. One good thing about working across the street from my trailer is the luxury of going home for lunch. Sometimes, I even sneak in a little nap before it’s time to return.

The trailer is quiet. After I reheat some leftovers and eat, I still have the place to myself. Am I going to fit in a quick orgasm before I go back? Yep.

The second gift that Louise gave me has gone unused so far, and I consider the vibrating panties. Why not give them a try? Maybe they’ll be more satisfying, and I won’t have to be frustrated all afternoon.

The box is tucked under my bed where I left it and I’m glad that the toy is already charged. The panties are comfortable. A small flat magnet goes on the outside to keep the soft, pliable toy in place. I’m surprised to find that I can barely feel it when sitting down. Just a slight pressure.

I haven’t downloaded the app yet—the thought of my orgasms being collected as data is creepy—but there’s a little remote that came with it. It offers multiple choices for speed and patterns. My finger is poised above the button when I hear the front door shut. Pop’s laugh is followed by his friend Corbin’s voice.

Damn it.

My phone rings and Cooper shows up on the screen. Why is the world against me? “What?”

“That’s how you answer your phone?” Cooper scoffs.

“I have fifteen minutes of lunch left. You’re lucky I picked up.”

“Sorry. I’m in the middle of something and the tenant—Rita—needs to leave.”

“And she wants me to come and babysit you?" Rita has always been particular about her place because of her collections.

“Apparently. Can you come now?”

I was trying to. “Fine, I’m on my way.” I start to switch back to regular underwear then pause to reconsider. Afternoons usually find me alone in the office for hours. I don’t know if I’d actually turn the toy on there, but the thought puts a smile on my face.

Just to wear them and feel that slight pressure, knowing no one knows but me is appealing for some reason. Screw it. I’m leaving them on. The remote gets dropped into my pocket.

“Hey, Mare, I didn’t know you were home,” Pops says when I emerge from my room. Corbin gives me a wave from the kitchen where he’s pulling cheeseburgers from a bag.

“I just stopped in on my lunch break. I have to run. Rita is about to throw Cooper out.” They laugh while I head for the door.

Rita calls for me to come in as soon as I knock, and sweltering heat hits me when I enter. I’m careful as I make my way through her trailer that looks more like a curio shop. Shelves line the wall of every room, bearing hundreds of trinkets and knick-knacks.

Rita gives me a beckoning wave from the end of the hall where she stands in the doorway of a bedroom. “Back here!”

“Are you trying to cook yourself?” I ask, shedding my jacket. Even my thin, long-sleeved shirt is too much. It must be over eighty degrees in here.

The reason for the heat becomes clear when I peek into the room where Cooper has the floor torn up in one corner and is working on the subfloor.

Shirtless.

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