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rest of the SoloPlay Originals were anything like the Vibrating Double Dildo, that would make her a very happy woman. Filling out the survey had been great fun too, and playing solo also had another huge benefit—she didn’t have to wonder if her sex toy was going to dump her while she was naked.
    Crystal had been wrong. She wasn’t ready for another partner, but she was enjoying this back and forth e-mail exchange with…Mark. In her mind, she pictured him as pale and squishy, with unfashionably framed spectacles—a man so task-oriented that he could ask her to masturbate for hours on end with the clinical detachment of a laboratory technician observing a Petri dish. A man who saw dollar signs in orgasms. A cold but imaginative fish. She got a charge out of sending him flirty little e-mails that might make him sweat beneath his pocket protector and no-iron collar.
    She twisted the end of the Lipstick-Mini. Vibrations roared beneath her fingers. Still looking at the computer screen, she slipped her hand beneath her skirt.
     
     
    Mark sighed as he sent off his response to Sologirl. He was glad someone was getting off. He was working all the time now, interpreting data and crunching numbers, and he didn’t have time to find a new partner. Since there was no way he could call any of his ex-girlfriends after the responses he had gotten over his SoloPlay Originals requests, he was forced to take matters in hand several times a week. Every time he jerked off, he pictured Sologirl, naked, upended on a pile of pillows with the Double Dildo rammed to the hilt in her hot body.
    At least, that had been the image in his head last week. This week he would probably picture her with the Lipstick-Mini. At work. On her coffee break. He groaned as his dick rose again. Maybe he should get out of here early tonight and get laid.
    The idea didn’t hold his interest like it should. Instead of leaving, he began an e-mail to Product Development, detailing the order in which he wanted them to ship the rest of the prototypes.
    What did he want Sologirl to get next?
     
     
    Not every product Alisa received from SoloPlay over the last few months had packed the punch of the Vibrating Double Dildo and the Lipstick-Mini; however, she wasn’t complaining, especially not this week. The SoloPlay Screamer held the place of honor in her nightstand at the moment and maybe always would. In fact, it had been difficult to tear herself away from the device to complete the survey, and even now she felt compelled to make sure Mark knew just how much she liked it.
     
    To: [email protected]
    Subj: Still screaming, a week later
     
    Dear Mr. Winters,
    It’s Sunday afternoon and I’ve been screaming in bed, screaming on the couch, screaming in the shower. Waterproof—brilliant! I’m never leaving my apartment again and work is not going to understand. Is there any chance for a raise? I’m going to get fired and it’s all SoloPlay’s fault.
    Yours,
    Sologirl
    P.S. What’s next, boss?
     
    Alisa logged off and stood up, knowing she couldn’t just sit around and wait for him to reply but seriously tempted to do just that. She looked forward to Mark’s e-mails almost as much as she looked forward to the arrival of each new toy. She loved telling him how much she enjoyed his creations in explicit and erotic detail. Lately she had spent more and more time crafting her survey responses, knowing he would be reading them.
    She forced herself to go to the gym before she checked her e-mail again. A girl had to have some discipline, after all. To prove that point, she put herself through a punishing workout on the elliptical before she headed home. She logged in and grinned.
     
    RE: Still screaming, a week later
    Sun, June 26, 2011 3:39:14 PM
    From: [email protected]
    To: [email protected]
     
    Dear Sologirl,
    Boss, huh? I like that.
    But don’t give up the day job just yet. BodyVibe ships out tomorrow and I