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Chapter 9 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

Everything is finally working out.

Just kidding.

You talk for a few moments, relaxing your body and mind. Though you do focus enough not to find yourself ogling his body for too long. That being said, just like other guys you talk to, you catch him looking elsewhere than your eyes at times. You don't mind, however. You wouldn't wear a skirt if you didn't have fine legs to show off.

"Alison was acting weird today. Did you notice that?" she asks.

Just as you start to answer, you feel the vibrator turn on. You jump, pushing down on the edges of your skirt self-consciously and you wiggle back and forth against the bench. After three seconds, it shuts again, leaving you shocked and panicked.

"Are you alright?" he asks, looking closely towards you.

You nod, looking around for Alison with no blonde in sight. Could she be watching from somewhere? She said she was leaving, and at the very least, she doesn't seem to often lie.

Again you open your mouth to answer the question, but only a word slips out before a two second vibrating period brings you to a frustrating position beside Troy. Still there's no Alison anywhere you can see. Surely the range of the remote couldn't be that far away anyway.

"You're really worrying me, Jane. Are you sick? Just rest. I'll get you some water if you'd like. I have a bottle in my pack. Roger is watching my things back at the beach."

Your hand idly rests between your legs, struggling. But finally you see the culprit, and your heart sinks far into your body.

Up towards the playground is a small child with the remote in his hand. He appears to be looking over it confused, poking it in random places. Alison did leave, but she left the controller with a random kid?! You watch as he pushes the switch again, causing you to feel an intense vibration against your clitoris. Your eyes open wide as he doesn't flick it back this time, looking to Troy in panic.

"You're sure you're okay?"

You can barely hear him through your heavy breathing. To your luck, the child switches it back off seconds before your climax. That being said, it also brings you intense frustration.

What's next?

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