Chapter Twenty
All morning at work, I couldn't get the package out of my head. It had arrived, small and unassuming the day before. The UPS driver didn't ring the doorbell; I found it on the step when I went to get the paper and felt a delighted thrill at getting an unexpected package in the mail. It was one of my favorite of life's little pleasures. Thankfully no one was home when I opened it.
There were two things in the box: a photo of me clinging to David on the dance floor and a huge, enormous red butt plug. Huge as in, only complete psychos would actually partake in s****l activities with something this massive and deviant. Enormous as in, this would do some serious damage to even the most seasoned anal aficionado. And it was sent to me in the mail.
He knows it's not over, I thoug
