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Chapter 2

Author: Mr. Haggard
Carl seemed to understand that he had a problem. He would often work late into the night before coming home. He didn't dare look me in the eye, or at my gaze filled with unfulfilled desire.

I really wished we could have a good time in bed. I wanted him to open me up and satiate my thirst.

When I couldn't stand the loneliness I felt, I would use toys and clamp them between my legs while I fantasized about all the strong men I knew.

I hid beneath the blankets as I squeezed the duvet tightly between my legs and imagined how it would feel to be ravaged by strong men. I comforted myself with my own hands.

I could only fall asleep once I had used up all the strength I had.

I had a racy dream the other day. My entire body felt as if it were burning, and my limbs ached and felt drained of strength. When I woke up, I still felt dissatisfied, so I found a toy to entertain myself.

My eyes rolled into the back of my head with pleasure, but the toy fell underneath the bed. My enjoyment was cut off abruptly, and I felt as if I was being driven mad with desire. I yearned for it to continue vibrating.

I quickly rolled out of bed before getting on my hands and knees, sticking my butt in the air. I wanted to retrieve the toy from under the bed. However, while I was backing out, I suddenly felt pain in my chest. I was stuck under the bed.

It was all because of how big my chest was. When I crawled under the bed, I'd managed to fit myself in like a cat. However, I got stuck when I tried to get out.

My chest was a sensitive spot, and it had swollen slightly. The more force I tried to use, the more it hurt from the friction.

My breathing became shallow, but I felt secure because of the phone I was gripping in my other hand. I could call Carl for help. I would just have to hold on until he got back.

There was a sudden, urgent knocking on the door. "Are you home, Ms. Brown? I'm here to make a delivery."

It was a very husky voice.

But I was stuck under the bed. How could I go and open the door?

I couldn't help thinking about the deliveryman's strong, burly figure. My limbs began trembling uncontrollably, and I felt a strange thrill run through me.

The deliveryman's name was Stan Horton, and he was so huge that he resembled a bear. He was almost seven feet tall and covered with muscle.

He also had a big package.

My back was hurting from being stuck, and I wondered if I should ask Stan to come in and help me.
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