“Funny that your playground doesn’t have sexy-time toys,” I mused, catching her off guard as I hopped up off the bed and started walking around her little room. Not mistaking her gaze, she shifted uncomfortably, trying to cover her bedside table covertly. “Not so innocent then? Shocker—you are human, after all.” She stiffened, fighting the urge to move, when I walked over to the table and pulled out the little vibrator. The shiny metal toy was just begging to be picked up.
