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hand-painted flowers and framed pictures of vintage magazine ads. Its proximity to the kitchen had always bothered Kit, which was why she limited liquids at work and did her business during lunch, somewhere else.
    “This can’t wait until we’re alone?”
    “We’re alone now, Kit. What are you so afraid of?” As Sidney encouraged her, Kit contemplated taking a moment in the bathroom, and felt grateful for the privacy when she locked the door behind her.
    “Fine,” she called out. “Just a sec.”
    The hell am I doing? Sidney had to be nuts to suggest she try on a sex aid at the workplace, and the fact that she held onto the remote further excited Kit’s nerves. She might as well give Sidney access to a gigantic cattle prod for stabbing her crotch every time she walked up front.
    Yet here she stood in the bathroom, toeing off her Vans and undoing her jeans. She couldn’t resist Sidney, her charms or her massive sexual appetite. The petite blonde should come with a warning label: more addictive than drugs.
    Kit knew she should dress and give back the vibrator, and tell Sidney they could have their fun after closing. Instead the elastic straps cut into her waist and thighs as she adjusted the triangular device over her mound. She put it on over her panties because she didn’t know what to expect. The tiny puck might likely bring a few shivers of pleasure or else shoot her to the moon. She’d soon find out.
    I must really like her , she thought. Who else would she place on a list of people for whom she’d do crazy things?
    Fully dressed again, she opened the door as Sidney snapped the back casing on the remote. “It didn’t come with batteries, but I got some at the store while I was there. I needed extras, anyway.”
    “Probably cheaper at Target.”
    Sidney shook her head. “Toys need special batteries to work well.”
    Kit couldn’t argue with that. In the two weeks she’d spent with Sidney, the woman burned through them like a chain smoker with a carton of Lucky Strikes.
    Sidney’s gaze panned her body and she smiled. “Wow, it is discreet. I can’t tell you have it on.”
    “It feels weird.” Kit shifted her hips but the vibrator stayed put. “Maybe this is what it’s like for a guy wearing a protective cu-UP!”
    The first buzz shot over her covered pussy and up her spine. Kit jerked and grabbed the counter in case her knees buckled.
    “Now I can tell.” Sidney’s grin appeared innocent, but Kit didn’t mistake the mischievous gleam magnified in her glasses.
    “You really need to warn me when you push that thing to eleven.”
    “Aw, where’s the fun in that?” Sidney’s lower lip pushed out. Kit wavered between wanting to pull her closer to nibble on it or faking affection to grab for the remote.
    “Cute. It’s coming off.” Kit backed into the bathroom door and felt for the knob, her gaze pinned to Sidney’s hand. “We know it works. We’ll have some fun tonight, okay?” Maybe she’d turn the tables on Sidney and crank up the speed while she writhed in the electro-thong.
    Sidney held out her free hand, looking contrite for once. “Kit, no. I was just teasing. Here.” She held up the plastic black rectangle and turned the dial to the lowest setting. This produced a low buzz that massaged Kit’s labia. It actually felt pleasant, a sensation she probably wouldn’t have minded if she were home alone in bed, or watching TV.
    Kit tried a few steps, relieved to keep a straight path rather than a Monty Python silly walk. “This is okay,” she said. “Not too distracting and it doesn’t hurt.”
    “I can’t wait to try it together. Leave it on and we’ll do some heavy scissoring.” Sidney moved closer for a quick demonstration.
    “What are you doing?” she nearly cried, her heart pounding. Tish could walk out of the kitchen any second now. Maybe the faculty of Dareville Academy might walk in to buy after-school snacks. Somebody could be spying on them from a window across the