The girl sat quietly embarrassed by the tirade, clearly wishing she had said nothing about it. We had frequently seen each other naked whenever we changed or showered at the club. And a third. They were vibrators. That you are, he said. His teeth were off-white. I tried to read something from her expression that would tell me that she was feeling different too. Each one stretching her, making her gasp and moan with the sensation of filling, each one pushing the one inside her before it even deeper, until she felt herself full to bursting. Deep inside, she laughed. A soft ding announced her arrival, breaking the silence in the car. |